As I was packing up the past three years of my life I couldn’t help but photograph every nook and cranny before directing it towards boxes or dumpsters (which we both nervously and excitedly watched neighborhood street urchins pilfer through and take for their own). This wall was one of my favorites in the whole apartment. What started with maps of Chicago (the red line connects Lake Michigan across several maps) quickly turned into a wall of all our future destinations after coming across a huge old atlas book. The record table framed everything perfectly.