Psychogeography Sunday on a Saturday

and in the town of Barre.

The goal was simple, Miss Dumplington and I would go to Barre, eat at LACE and then she would show infamous places in town. There was a crazy car show in town and that sort of changed things. We did however have a nice breakfast at LACE.

Mr. Barre himself.

To all the Italian-American’s who did what Italian-American’s do. I guess that is my way of saying something nice.

Avoiding a town “scavenger hunt,” behind a church in Barre.

A rape or murder occurred around here, I think. Maybe both? I do love those doors.

Lady Shannie Mae, Duchess of Dumplington gazes at the Barre flood control dam.

I’m drawn to large geometric shapes formed from concrete. I love them and when they intersect with water I’m in heaven.

Miss Dumplington sees her name.

Mad props to my Lomo, the guy who likes Lomos at LACE and the locksmith who unlocked my car!

Things To Know

We ran into Milfée from CAPsplore while trying to locate my keys.
The smoothie I had at cafe bueno gave me the worst cold headache of my life.
Barre has a real camera store that smells like a real camera store too.
I still love/hate the Lucky brand film I purchased off ebay. Right now I love it, in five minutes who knows.