Besides a cigarette and a good martini (extra dirty, extra dry, my father would assume that meant a dirty sock to top it off) there is food. One cannot resist a good breakfast, especially having woken up around 2 30 in the morning after a failed attempt to get an early night in.
I say if you can't sleep, just eat.
Warning: I have never been good at posing...
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| I like the guard there. |
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| Food is funny. |
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| This is art. |
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| Edible art. That piece of rice on my mouth? I like it there. |
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| The making and serving of art. |
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| Turon. So hot right now. |
★Shot and consumed at Cafe Adriatico.
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