Friday evening, Matthew had people over to his place.
Yesterday TS and I biked around with our cameras, but I've been forgetting to take pictures lately. For instance, I didn't take any photos of her trying on helmets in the skate shop, or zooming through the streets on her bike, or prying the board off the window of the gutted church. 
And only these two still lifes in the antique shop. For the record, it was filled with cigar smoke and the most beautiful object was a "benedictine" silver cup.
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