I am, once again, at the World's Most Christian Laundromat.
--to continue with a typical day at the Fair: I work (most days) in a shop called Chime-a-lot, which sells windchimes and various other things made out of clay. My boss, Dave, is rather neurotic, and most of our conversation revolves around either 1) his anxiety about his girlfriend, 2)
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