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Listen. I’ve seen a lot of monuments. The Lincoln Memorial is dramatic, the Washington Monument is a literal and figurative point of pride, and the Jefferson Memorial has that “philosopher-king” vibe. But the World War II Memorial in Washington, D.C.? Hands down my favorite. Ever. No contest. Here’s why this one hits different. First, the Basics Completed in 2004, the World War II Memorial sits smack dab between the Washington Monument and the Lincoln Memorial, like the quiet middle child who actually holds the whole family together. It honors the 16 million Americans who served during the war, the more than 400,000 who died,
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Let’s get one thing straight right now: Duel is 90 minutes of a man driving a red Plymouth Valiant and sweating so profusely it could qualify as an environmental hazard. It’s directed by a baby Steven Spielberg (like, still cutting his cinematic teeth), written by Richard Matheson of I Am Legend fame, and it’s essentially what happens when a Twilight Zone episode gets a driver’s license and too much gas money. The Plot (If You Can Call It That) A regular guy named David Mann (yes, Mann, because subtlety was apparently still on backorder in 1971) sets out on a drive through the California desert
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