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Sevier Street

Place

Street of the Fucking Organic Hippy Supermarket. Groceries, ideology and profanity sold within walking distance.

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…smorgasbord of organic bonbons sourced by his mother at ruinous expense from the Fucking Organic Hippy Supermarket in Sevier Street, negotiating instead the delivery of a species of gourmet beefburger with a side order of kale, this arriving with unfeasible despatch courtesy of a Balkan gentleman in a crash helmet. After supper, tossing back yet another like damn like fine like coffee, he stood up abruptly, announcing:

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