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[Friday night in camp's "laundromat"! ... is on par with just about any other time in camp's laundromat. The machines grind and groan loudly, occasionally snapping at a stray hand as it reaches over to put in or take out clothes. Tonight, they're even more frisky than ever, growling at anyone or anything that passes and spitting back coins at

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[picks up a bottle of detergent and sets it in front of the coin slot of that machine.]

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You may want to invest in a helmet.

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They seem to be in more of a mood than usual this evening. If you can't hack it, you may want to come another day.

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I believe that's next week.

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[glances over at the bottle.]

They all look the same here.

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[glances around the room.]

It's all there is, though.

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Probably. That's a pain.

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Whatever. It'll have to pass soon enough.