This doesn't make much sense but here goes nothing. I park my bike at Fisher and GP Boulevard. I'm supposed to make a delivery but no one's home. So I get on a bus with a bunch of other delivery people. It's a waste of time. They didn't make any money and they could have just dropped me off at my bike.
I'm on a bus with my singing partner. I'm wondering if we're supposed to sing a duet.
I'm looking at a plan of Eastland and I'm pointing out where Hudsons used to be.
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