[Evenings.]

Saturday evening: rooftop dining, billiards, a desperate mission for 2 a.m. ice cream.

The ones who were good at billiards. 

The ones who were not good at billiards (sorry I didn't grow up in a pool hall, okay?).

Sunday evening: glittery ceilings, reverse schadenfreude, frozen hot chocolate.

N.B. Highly recommend both Perry's and Lincoln, if you're as interested in good food, photo ops, and prettiness as I am. 

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