I had to go into enforced chastity’s no man’s land today: The other side of airport security. Belle, who’s in NYC, didn’t want to let me stay out any longer than necessary. Therefore, I’m posting this photographic evidence that I am back in and locked up.
Before:
After:
Note the date (on the paper and of this post), the numbers on the locks, and their condition in each picture.
Denying Thumper 