Our tour concluded in the old barracks. The men who fired the big guns were elite in their day, and they had their own barbershop. Sweet! I guess it gave them something to do when they weren't fighting their worst enemy (which was boredom, Roben told us).
Thanks to Frank for having the presence of mind to bring a camera and capture this surreal supernatural image. Hey Mike, see any ghosts? Veeeerrrrry strange indeed.
Well, for a heavily photoshopped image taken from 20 or 30 feet away in a dim room and cropped a ton, this looks pretty good.
Another item posted on the wall in the barracks. Nowadays, I wonder if they'd still post such a thing in a US military building. Pretty cool, but pretty un-politically correct, I'd say. JJ would approve, I'm sure.
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