Time and place warp

The American Store where one can buy things not available on the Swiss market was having problems making ends meet. It was a rather dreary place.

They reinvented themselves as an American 1950s style diner complete with juke box.

As Rick and I ate a hamburger and hot dog I felt as if I should be worrying about curfew and how to sneak into the yard for a goodnight kiss before my watch dog mother started flashing the porch light.