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This photo reminds me of my honeymoon in Barcelona. Our hotel room had a balcony that was directly over a outdoor cafe. One night, we were hanging out with the doors open, and a busker started playing Chris Isaak’s “Wicked Game” directly under our window, in a thick, “sexy” Spanish accent. Nick and I, being very sexy people, liked the way it served as a soundtrack to our extensive photo editing and BBC America-watching.
It’s things like finding this on tumblr that really blow my mind. I was at this wedding. In this photograph, I am sitting on the roof. I feel like I can spot both my Mom and Dad in this picture, but that might actually not be true. What the what? Why is this on tumblr? B - are you responsible for the secretwedding tumblr?
