Photobooth of Death

My friend Tyler is convinced that this photobooth, at a place called Enid's in Brooklyn, is cursed somehow. He has first hand knowledge of it causing the deaths of at least two people, on separate occasions, who had, just the night before taken photos in said booth. He told me the story in earnest even as these two girls were stumbling in to take pictures. I said that maybe he could impart some of his vast photobooth spiritual knowledge on these two before one or both of them wound up dead. He shrugged and walked off to the bar. Good show. Way to be a lifesaver.