The Hotel Year - An Ode To The Night Ratz Club
“I still walk those paths at night, but now just on my own. I recite to myself every story in hopes that I will never let them go. I’ll hold on to every polaroid from France and Rome, and remember the nights at the Alamo as if it were my second home. And I know that we had no idea what we were doing, but an artist’s first work can be his greatest under a different set of lenses. Our ideas of staying close together for all time; I wish I still had that same state of mind.”
