A recent spate of completions has allowed me to feel better about leaving the house and losing myself. Yesterday featured a number of loses, including a visit to BLAH (Brian Lumb Art House) for Attila's recollection of his late-1990s Pony Boi period in NYC's Meat Packing District, followed by a seat at the Western Front's Luxe for The Capilano Review's excellent reading series (and a rather disappointing painting show at the Front Gallery), and finally an 8:30 PM fuel stop at Les Faux Bourgeois (above and below), where I was given the last seat at the bar (by the teacher's desk!) to keep me from acting up.
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