You're not from here, right?
Right.
So you can't MAKE an ID.
I don't want to MAKE an ID. I want to have a passport picture taken.
Confusion ensues when the BF misunderstands 'bring a photo ID' to mean he needs to bring a passport photo before visiting the UN in New York. After trekking to a number of 24/7 Duane Reades at midnight only to find the photo section is not open 24 hours, we eventually ambush a little camera store on Broadway, hoping they will take pics of us... but they refuse to have any part of our scheme to make ourselves an American ID... ahhh the joys of English versus American. The BF eventually re-read his sms and figured it out.
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