Home of the ‘gate’ suffix right there in the background. We weren’t sure where we were in the micro scale. I mean, we knew the watergate, and the river to our right. But, I mean, like where were we, why were there all these boats and drunks along the shore right here.
Danny seemed to think of it as some bizarre vortex of non-d.c. in the middle of his D.C.
I guess it was just a spot where fancy people came for fancy drinks along the shore.
The architecture was very modern.
Oh yeah, and then there was this guy.