So that was interesting

Today I stood by Nabokov's desk at the LNFU, looking out the very same window he once did. There was a picture of him seated at the desk by the window, on the wall next to the desk by the window.

The desk itself looked like a set piece from the movie 9 to 5, which is troubling as it means my pictorial timeline of office furniture from the 1940s on is a skosh off, at least.

I did not think until later to ask if I could take a peek at Nabokov's cabinet of butterfly peen.