Robot Claw

A group of christian teenagers on the train are writing terrible poetry about how god made the weather good so their trip to NYC today would be fun. I heard madness like “To god above I pray; thankyou for the sunnay day; I’m wearing a beret…” As you can see, the other passengers seem unmoved…

Waiting for the train, an hour early… guess who’s exhausted (hint: both of us!)

This is ‘cram cream’ by the way – a super strong vinyl bag we bought in Kyoto for 200 yen years ago. We have 2 with us at the moment, stuffed with loot!