The window at the Green Bay Packers store at Lambeau Field.
I was never a huge football fan, but I can't watch it at all anymore, thinking about the brain damage those men are inflicting on each other while the NFL turns a blind eye. But going though the acres of merchandise on sale there—I hadn't realized how many objects it was possible to slap a logo on—was hugely entertaining and I enjoyed it very much.
It was a highlight in what was otherwise a surprisingly dreary city.
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