Hour Fourteen: The 24 Hour Photo Project

1:00AM, Saturday, June 22nd, 2013

The clubs only have one more hour and high heeled ladies and polo-shirted gentlemen are slipping out onto the streets. Some bars and restaurants are closing, chairs are being stacked and people are hurrying to catch their trains and taxis.

After this hour, my bodyguard leaves me, and I’m on my own.

Tomorrow: I bet she’s a pornographer

Yesterday: Midnight on the Water

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