Urbania Page #5

Thanks.

Thanks.

So...

I think down deep you would be

glad if you saw him.

Good luck, honey.

I only wish

the best for you.

Okay, what's wrong?

I hate this.

I know you do.

No.

You see, I'm blind

in my right eye now.

So boring.

You know what

really makes me pissy?

Grunge, heroin chic

and dying are over.

I so hate being

behind the curve.

Tourism's up.

Are you okay?

Why don't you,

I don't know,

write a column for the magazine?

"The View From My Window,"

"Vintage Videos,"

I don't know.

- I'll let you go now.

- No, no.

I'll stay for a little while.

Let's watch

"Women In Love."

No.

I'm going to lie here and tell

myself stories about you

and the cold night,

looking for your man.

Don't worry.

In my version you'll always

come out on top.

Hearing your voice

on the message

doesn't cut it anymore.

I need you to talk to me.

I finally figured out

what I need to do.

Please pick up.

Look, I'm going to be

a second, okay?

You have to be able

to talk to me.

Just... What?!

I gotta call you back.

Yeah, somebody here

needs an ambulance.

I'm sorry.

Oh God.

That's $5.

Hey, charlie.

Matt.

No sign yet.

Thanks.

Be patient, my friend.

That's my middle name.

God rewards the patient.

I thought he rewarded the meek,

or something.

Both.

That's good.

It will be my night

after all then.

See ya.

No, I've got my heart set.

Are you kidding me?

Did you see that guy?

I don't know if I could

kick him out of my ass.

Oh, he's not.

Go, get out of here.

If your guy comes,

he'll stay a while.

The blindfold,

for, you know,

before you get on the plane.

I start to think he's trying

to sell me into white slavery,

but no, St. Bart's!

I'm think Barry has gotten well.

First day on the beach,

fabulous.

Aw, see?

But then, you know,

we go back to the room,

and the room

when we had been out,

had been

completely ransacked.

Somebody, you know,

like, the help... the natives...

oh, I'm sorry...

but somebody had gone through

and stolen everything.

My clothes, everything.

But the camera, thank God.

And, you know,

all the bathroom junk

like the contact lens stuff,

the toothbrush... is still there.

Okay, so Gary asks me,

"What do we do?"

Well, I will not be moved.

I will not start the rest

of my life with this violation.

Sh*t happens, the saying goes.

So,

Barry and I just took

the best damn pictures we could.

Look at this one.

I'll be getting lots

of multiples of these.

Night.

- How much is that?

- $40.

- Thank you.

- Oh my God!

Oh my God.

Oh my God.

- Here you go.

- Leave it!

Oh my God.

Oh my God.

Wow.

I guess

sh*t really does happen.

I'm...

Third time's a charm.

Second floor.

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