I Went to the Taco Bell Hotel and It Was Certainly a Hotel With Taco Bell in It
My life’s work is done.
My life’s work is done.
Do NOT break my heart.
It was a Saturday evening at dusk, and love was in the air. Also, cigarette smoke was in the air. Also, it smelled like alcohol, and also tacos, because I was standing outside of a large Taco Bell on the Las Vegas strip.