Apparently if you poke holes in the McKittrick Hotel, it bleeds a weird black tar. And blue paint.SNM #7 was weird. The whole weekend has been weird. I guess it was a mistake for me to think it was going to be a fun celebration of being here for a year. It has instead turned out to be the stark reminder that even here, things are rough, transient, often disappointing.
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