Designated Frank becomes Designated Lace. Frank guided us back to the hotel. The next day, he was unable to recall his functionality and his guidance in directing us back safely. The glowing fountain at Los Feliz failed to initiate his memory.
Can't blame the brother for not remembering, I didn't even know we made it to the hotel. I thought we were still at the drive thru at McDonalds.
Next day strong hangover – we're all disoriented, still buzzing good, but woozy throughout the day.
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