Eileen St. Louis

This is my 'hood. Very liberal as you can see. The last sign is from a place called Cherokee street which is supposed to be hip, rundown sorta artsy part of town. Views on our way to St Louis.

I feel alive as I step on the plane to Carolina, where I will make my transfer to St. Louis , MO. Its the first time I'm traveling to the midwest- and for good reasons too. I have packed two types of suits in my roller for the interview portion and several casual outfits for the rest of the time. I meet an animator on her way to a film festival an hour north of St. Louis. She keeps me from freaking out when the rental car rejects my credit card and my phone malfunctions. I use a different rental car and give up on using my phone. I wait with her until her boss picks her up from the airport. We exchange business cards and go on our separate ways. Her card is animated with a bird inside and outside of a cage as you spin it. I won't get into how I got lost but when I finally find my hotel, it is bright pink and sits snug next to Denny's. My room is large and comfortable. I am grateful because the trip already feels long and I am only set to be here for two days. The f...

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