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Spent another cherishable weekday with Ixchel a few weeks back. It's as if we're always consciously making up for the weeks between by squeezing as much as we can into a single day & night. We knocked on an old hotel door answered by a Great Dane that made me feel like a dwarf in Wonderland the whole time, barely balanced on rooftop edges, climbed through ancient Downtown ruins uncovering secret boxing gyms slash ideal photographic scenes, fiddled with new makeup palettes brushing peacock feather colorways across our lids, moseyed our way over to the divebar getting the empty dancefloor started (to a playlist consisting of 90s r&b jams along the lines of Too Close by Next) & taking photobooth flicks as per tradition, retired to my loft to do henna semi-deliriously till four in the morning, then drove alternating between napping eyes down the creepily narrow & winding 110 freeway discussing plans for future weekday 3am trysts (seeing as the two of us are the rare beings consistently awake at that hour).

Photos by moi, Ixchel Lara, & Sye Williams.