Witch House, of bras and obscenity

It happens to the best of us. You are wandering around a new city, a new country, trying to preview your venue for a conference, the next thing you know--you really need to pee. It was a mixture of desperation and humor. Some establishments are not really friendly. I got shouted at for trying to... Continue Reading →

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