Still Fort Washington, PA

As though the grim photographic evidence in my previous entry were not enough, allow your eyes to sweep across the medusian nexus of highways and train tracks that provide our immediate environs. Fortunately (or not) the thunder of passing trucks and metallic clanking of late-night freight trains is mostly drowned out by the jubilantly alcoholic celebrations of the wedding party alluded to earlier. Perhaps, if fortune is kind (or not) I will be able to obtain amusing photographs of youths vomiting in the hallway. One can hardly wait.

-S.F.