Someone stumbled on a whole plethora of stuff in their Anaheim hotel.
From an airport hotel in Canada. I see my mom…Freud…my mom….a train…my mom.
It’s like a Rorscharch Door. I see Clarissa Darling, but that’s me. From an international traveler on her way home from South America.
This is an out-of-the-ordinary post for us. This is from a guy with COVID who is in quarantine at a govt “Domestic Preparedness” facility. (He’s there on work) He described it as an “Army dorm but without the glitz.)
But apparently noses do. Run, that is. From an “inn” hotel in Wichita where the guest asks, “Snot or Not?”
People who have OCD will recoil in horror from this inexplicabe hotel photo.