This was our magical layover in Milwaukee. It's magical because, somehow, a one hour wait turned into four hours of uncertainty and Chili's TOO. Not as in also--as in CHILI'S TOO--that's right, too, the illiterate incest-ual love-child of CHILI'S and the Milwaukee Airport. This photo taken right before our romantic Chili's dinner, was the desolate and depressing "Children's Play Area." I decided to get into character. And quickly get out. Of the play area, Chili's Too, and the Milwaukee Airport. As charming as you all were...I had ATP to get to.
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