Over the weekend, I snuck out of town for a small town excursion- as I really cannot consider most places (say, Los Angeles) as a proper city, and it was a good old time with a little drinks here and there, and a bunch more food than I often eat. It passed by all too quickly as these adventures do, but seeds have once again been planted in my always working brain to escape once again first chance I get.
Here were some signs which were ignored (not by myself) but by the patrons of the drinking establishment I went to on the first night- a shame, but I really did not expect these vintage signs to be anything but a bit of old fashioned nostalgia. First, no ties, then no jacket- what follows must surely be no shirt, no pants, nothing at all? Here's hoping (wishful thinking) for the return of the Jacket.
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