Last night in over a decade I spent the evening at the Kennedy Center. The red-carpeted hallways and the dangling lights looked exactly as I remembered them. I recall my first memory visiting the Kennedy Center was in the late 70s when I saw a screening of the movie The Wiz. I was convinced then that the giant bronze bust of President Kennedy was made out of cork and I thought aren’t people tempted to throw darts at it to see if they would stick. Obviously my twisted imagination began early on in my life.
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