Monday, June 3, 2019

6/2/19


I was driving around Eastpointe. Someone mentioned that my dad owned two dental practices and that he was going to sell one of them. I arrived at one of the offices ahead of our guests and looked for something to serve them. I found an old loaf of chocolate bread. Some of the pieces were dried out and I threw those out. I sampled some of the remaining loaf and it was just barely edible.

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