My more classy and esteemed readers will relate to today’s photos. The classier broads among you already have the red English phone booths in the parlors of your country estates and I’d like to add to your collection. A true gentleman’s reception room is barren and incomplete without a classy as fuck clock tower. The examples that often come to mind are the absolutely gorgeous clocks dotting IU’s Bloomington campus. In fact, if one of these were to suddenly go missing and an anonymous donor were to show up at my doorstep with a clock tower yielding an uncanny resemblance, I’d answer my door wallet it hand. Such a clock tower would complement my definitely-a-forgery and definitely-not-the-real-thing Geronimo’s skull.
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