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He's justified, and he's ancient, and he drives an ice-cream van.

nostr:npub1hvzjvzfmclu5l5zk65fxye5cgt7e0qvs6rcn60z72v9hy79mmpzq4qmle9 I realize upon a second reading that “I turned around and started working there” is ambiguous. I worked at the UW, not at the Last Exit.

nostr:npub1hvzjvzfmclu5l5zk65fxye5cgt7e0qvs6rcn60z72v9hy79mmpzq4qmle9 Amazing. As I read the first sentence, visions of the Last Exit filled my head. I spent an inordinate amount of time in that place from the mid 80s to the early 90s (when I graduated from UW, I turned around and started working there, so, kept up my Last Exit habit.)

Rumor has it that the marble tables along the walls had a previous life as urinal dividers in a correctional facility.