The Natural History Museum
I swear these are all the same displays from when I was a child.
As a kid who fervently believed that her plush animals must be alive, this museum struck melancholy chords with me. Jackson, on the other hand, just wanted to read the signs.
I swear these are all the same displays from when I was a child.
As a kid who fervently believed that her plush animals must be alive, this museum struck melancholy chords with me. Jackson, on the other hand, just wanted to read the signs.

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