I don't know if Anxious Arms is really the name of the hotel, or if it was a joke, but there it was. I love the name, it sounds too smarmy to be real, like somethng out of a country-western song...

I took this with the ricoh SLR one crisp morning in 1987, on b&w film, then brought it back home and colored it with felt tipped pens. it's been kicking around for years, most recently on my refrigerator door.

cleaned up in photoshop with clone stamp