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TWA Terminal
It's the summer of '63 and you're a slick account executive awaiting your TWA flight to Palm Springs. You're exhausted from countless all-nighters in smoke-filled conference rooms, but the General Motors account hangs in the success of your presentation. The country is still reeling from the death of John F. Kennedy, and the Cold War looms over the nation like a dark cloud, but you're not one to let the weight of the world get you down. After all, existentialism is for hippies. Throwing back a peppery glass of rye, you toast a cigarette with your battered Zippo and steel yourself for the journey ahead.
Moondance Diner
Amidst the rain-soaked sidewalks of SoHo, the flickering neon sign of the Moondance Diner beckons, casting a nostalgic glow that draws you in, inviting you to seek solace on Valentine's Day. Stepping inside, the air is thick with memories as patrons gather in the cozy interior. Cradling milkshakes with crimson-striped straws in hand, you immerse yourself in the melancholic melodies emanating from the jukebox, each note a poignant echo of heartache and longing.
Palm Springs Escape
Gin flows like a desert stream as Joao Gilberto's bossa nova vocals fill the dry air, blending with trust fund-fueled laughter and the distinct clink of toxic lead glassware by the pool. Beneath the clear blue sky, you rediscover the art of leisure once depicted by Slim Aarons, trading your precious PTO days for the carefree sway of paradise in an oasis where concerns of nuclear fallout fade amidst the swaying palms.