A view of the doorway leading to the main floor.
On the stairs outside of the show. I was a pussy and didn't take many pictures inside. Fear that some security gaurd was going to shake me down for my Mrs. Grossman's stash. That's right -- stickers.
Doreen mulls on what designs we will come up with first over a ridiculously expensive salad. This was a last resort meal after we were foiled by the crepe people. Damn you crepe people. This was also after talking to the onion woman and then realizing we needed to start doing food and wine work ...
Wednesday, June 28, 2006
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