The Travelodge Rembrandt (part two).

I had nothing left except my Vietnam football shirt, so I said, let’s get our hair bleached and think what to do next. Och, don’t call me Rembrandt.

The Travelodge Rembrandt. (Part One).

I hide it all under my bed when I go out …. when I leave … I wonder if they’re gonna stop me one day.