This shot is better than a thousand essays explaining what the average American home looked like in the Era. No gloss, no glamour, no glitz, no posed magazine-spread perfection, and everything is very clearly and emphatically lived in. The radio is maybe ten years old, the chair is even older -- its springs are sprung, that antimacassar is probably covering a rip, and the upholstery has received the attention of many cats over its lifetime. I've never been in an art-deco fantasyland, but I've been in this place.
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