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The Car Wash Incident

“That car wash guy said I could smell the air fresheners. But I couldn’t smell them if I didn’t open them-they’re wrapped in fucking plastic. Of course I opened French Vanilla and Wild Lavender and all the rest. How else would I know what to bring you for your Oldsmobile? There is no way I am paying for all of them. No way. Maybe Jasmine, ok?. That one would go well with your car.”


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By jebrownwriter

Houston, TX-based Writer and Photographer. Proud pet rescuer who spends nearly all his money on them.

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