I ended up painting here after security couldn't find "mi papeleria" to let me paint from the center wall. I waited for about 20 minutes while they scrambled to figure out who I was. At one point the security guard asked me where all my real painting equipment was. He apparently thought I was there to "paint" the locks. I guess I looked like a house (or locks) painter.
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I think you were there to paint a bagel and locks...
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