Atomic Love

Todd and I shared our first kiss one warm autumn night on a sandy beach in Southern California. We were driving home from visiting a town a few hours south of us when we spontaneously took an exit toward the coast and spent some time, um...enjoying the location. It was a dark, dark night and we could hardly see a thing around us save for the moonlight sparkling on the waves. It was all very sweet and lovely.

Until the light of day, that is.

"Last night, do you know what beach we were at? It wasn't San Onofre, was it?"

"I'm pretty sure it was. Yeah, it was."

"Wow, that's...romantic."

Now, the San Onofre beaches are decent enough. Particularly by night when the beach has grown dark and you are left alone with the sound of the crashing surf. By day, however, you must ignore the enormous nuclear power plant smack dab in the middle. And not just any nuclear power plant. Oh, no. The one that looks like this:


And that is the story of how we had our first kiss in the shadow of the nuclear boobies.

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