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I had a grown man decide that of all the places on the train to sit, my lap was best. Unfortunately his odor and my nose couldn't work out their differences and my stubbornness to stay there the entire trip because I was there first lost.
My life consists of sitting in a library, looking at the lighthouses of the west coast, listening to "cool jazz", and occasionally talking to the elderly woman next to me about cancer and shuffleboard.
(I really want to steal just about every reference book in this library, it is odd how they don't lake you take home the publications that contain the most information.)
My life consists of sitting in a library, looking at the lighthouses of the west coast, listening to "cool jazz", and occasionally talking to the elderly woman next to me about cancer and shuffleboard.
(I really want to steal just about every reference book in this library, it is odd how they don't lake you take home the publications that contain the most information.)