"Guests of the End of the World stay at the Gates of Hell Hotel in the Apocalypse Room, complete with a blood-washed wall honoring a bovine skull..."
I can't decide if this is an office or not, because the desk (or table?) looks so stale and uniform, but I can't imagine any woman wearing such a luscious, lemon-colored evening gown to the office. But she does have that blank stare that I often get at work though... it's a tough call.
I'm most confused by the Rorschach inkblot curtains. At first I saw a cowboy on horseback, but on second look I saw a frog on stilts wearing a sombrero. I wonder what Freud would say.
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