bible thumpin bidness
It ain't my bidness, but it is a bidness. It's been a while since I've stayed in a hotel with all the accoutrements so I'd kind of forgotten about bibles in night stand drawers sitting amongst the years of pocket lint and pencil shavings. This is my little tribute to that aging liaison.
(hint: the mask on the left has a big cross on the back)
2 Comments:
What a cool couple you make walking down the staid Engish hallway or is it a model's runway?
Painter Mom
sorry ma. The woman is rockstar independent curator, Anna Ortt and I don't have a suit like that, though maybe I should.
prodigal son
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