Winnie and I go on a road trip…

and there are strange goings on in our hotel room…

I spent last weekend out of town, with one night in a hotel, with nothing to keep me occupied.  Well, nothing except my 1952 Singer Featherweight 221, or “Winnie” for short.  (If you would like to learn how I acquired Winnie and all her deets, just check out this post.)

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