thug life

This past Thursday I had the most challenging training yet. My task: to photograph this pair of friends as they met at the bus stop and proceeded to a domestic dwelling to partake in home cooked foods and other such base level activities of existence. My proudest moments involved crossing streets and entire open fields successfully unnoticed by both parties.

  

 Once my mission was successfully completed, I was able to relax in the company of two more experienced spies, who let me in on the secrets of our fine trade. Above, note the demonstration of the proper way to disguise yourself as a hipster gas station robber. Below, note the proper manner of drinking as many complimentary jameson and ginger ales after attending a film festival evening entitled "robot panic apocalypse" as possible. Spies may be classy people, but free is free after all.

And when drinks come in glasses with the name of the liquor on them, you know it's gonna be good.

This coming Tuesday Wellesley-in-Vienna takes a trip to Berlin for five days!!! My goal was to have as much schoolwork done as humanly possible before we left, so of course yesterday while it poured I managed to procrastinate all day. Then today with the sun shining my concentration was the best it has been in....months. Like--- focusing on my laptop writing so hard that I got a headache. oy.
Such is life.

peace.
-luce