Legit learning from the WWII spergery, but I noticed something a couple of pages ago when the Google results for "Marshall Castersen" were posted.
The third picture in the results, at least for me, jumped out like a cheap haunted-house scare. It's the dynamic duo together -- the one with the redlines on Marshy's hat. Melly is leaning in to Marshy and grabbing him around the waist for dear life, as though she were dressed up for Halloween as the embodiment of the Overly Attached Girlfriend meme. (I mean, except that she isn't looking at him even a little bit. She's eyefucking herself in the camera lens.) Meanwhile, Marshy's posture is ramrod straight, and his "smile" can only be described as a strained rictus. He's not looking at her either -- couple goals? He's looking for the nearest exit; his meth pipe; and/or one word out of her mouth so he can shove her off him and pretend it's sexy.
To be scrupulously fair, Melly pretty much has to lean forward so Marshy can pretend he's the taller one.
Picture already in thread, just before the newest document madness. I don't want to paste it again and distract from the maps of 20th-century Europe.