Inauguration night left me shooting a party at a banquet hall at 84th and Cicero, which was pretty cool. At punk night, however, it seemed as though the inauguration of the 44th President never happened.
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On a sentimental note, this is in essence my sister's last shebang before moving to Cali. I'm a little broken up about it, but it makes me happy I brought my camera that night. I'll miss seeing your face, sis!