Last Friday, Nate and I went to the Air Force Museum to indulge ourselves in school-style food at their cafeteria, a place we’ve been frequenting for ten years.
After a delicious if expensive lunch, surrounded by throngs of painfully young-looking high school students, we walked through several of the exhibits, including a gallery devoted to the Cold War. In the midst of this dark and gloomy exhibit was a hall laden with various phrases and images, which shone down onto the floor from overhead lights. One in particular read: BERLIN — CITY HELD HOSTAGE. It was very melodramatic in its presentation and I was quite taken with it, so of course we posed Kennedy with it.
Even bathed in a hellish red glow, she is so cute it makes me sick.
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