hot peanuts cold beer

In NYC for labor day weekend, I arrived at Luisa's and Sasha's apartment a little before midnight. I had the pleasure of meetings Sasha's ginger kitten Filibuster, and in the morning we made pancakes (with Sasha, not with Filibuster). Sasha and I went to meet Hannah and Will, we walked the highline and hung out in a posh village apartment where Will was temporarily staying.

I met up with Bianca the next morning: she's leaving for graduate school in London soon. She told me about Central Park's designer and commented on how weird some the new architecture coming up is. In the afternoon I traveled down from midtown to Brooklyn to meet Shinno. We walked around and right as it started raining, we were inside eating ramen (for the first time, for me). When it stopped we walked and walked until we stopped at Skinny Denis, where an all female modern mariachi band was playing, and in hand-lettering, it said "hot peanuts cold beer" across the entrance window. Alligator lounge later, where each drink came with a complimentary personal pizza, and we were joined by Shinno's friends who'd I'd never met but they seemed familiar anyway.  

Monday was another parting with Hannah and Will, the heat had gotten to us and as we ate froyo a crime scene was being set up across the street.

I've shot three rolls and have only scanned the second one I shot.