I feel like Charlie was on a Where's Waldo tour of the city...
Next stop was the Eastern State Penitentiary. Phil told me he had to sign a waiver stating that the penitentiary wasn't liable if the boys ate any lead paint chips.
The combo of paint chips and prison cells led me to believe that perhaps this wasn't the best field trip for kids, but it seemed like they got a kick out of it anyway.
Maybe they were scared straight? Wishful thinking, I know.
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