Lauren’s House

Through the snow and wind of January, I journey to Boston, for the wedding of grad school flatmate Nick, and his lady Karen. Lauren, my old high school chum, has graciously offered to put me up for the night, thus saving me the hassle and costs of staying a hotel, which I forgot to reserve anyway.

Lauren’s place is comfy, and distinctively female.

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

And yes, that is a foam penis and pig in a jar of water. That’s how she rolls.


Jan 2010

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