Submarine Albacore. Spencer and I pull into town and right off the highway is a strangely
	surreal vision. A giant old landlocked submarine. How perfect - our N.H. location!

	The first person we run into, a beautiful girl with vibrant tatoos		and very pretty eyes on a Pee-Wee-esque aqua blue bike. She'll pose.
	We spend the day walking and drawing. A lot of enthusiasm and about 6 people agree to pose. Spencer and I drive around to look for a place to park and sleep.
			We stop on a bridge. It's pretty here.