update: I'm not going to try, I actually am going to do this on my way back from chicago. with a photo pass. desperately attempting not to throw up on my shoes.
*sigh. I might shatter into a million brilliant little pieces, right on the spot. there's the whole part about how I've never been to austin, and how I don't know where I'm staying, and how it's about a hundred and thirty-five degrees there in the middle of summer, but whatevs.
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