Lyndale Lush Life: 15
The patchouli smell had crawled its way into his nose and lungs, and it hurt his feelings.
He wanted to turn right around and run away, but he knew he had work to do. It was best to push past the entrance of this store and move on.
The Electric Fetus did have a better than average collection of CD’s in the store, once you fought through the offensive collection of aromatics, dumb hats, and deadhead tchotchkes. From a profit motive, all of this…
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