"Excuse me, sir."
"How may I assist you ladies?"
Okay, I didn't actually respond that way. It was more like "Yep?"
They wanted to know where the Public Transportation Station was.
"Which one?" I inquired.
"The closest."
So I pointed and I was thinking what a poor choice of station that was.
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"I'm going to make a movie about this place."
"I think we'd make a great reality show but we'd all end up in prison."
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I'm screening my calls today.
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And just because I write thousands of words of nonsense when I run out of posts from my regular blogs to read doesn't mean I'm OCD either.
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