A new chocolate shop beckoned. Delicious plans were afoot. "Gourmet chocolate vending machines!" the handsome young owner shared.
Oh, but we had those too. Sprinkled across subway platforms, for a nickel, then a dime and then for a precious quarter, a small delight of luxurious heaven awaited.
A Guy STOPS Walking Into Bars For Ten Days In June
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*Okay, it’s time for a little break for me and for you, the dear reader! I
think we could all use a break from bars for a few days, so I’m taking a
ten ...
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