Gloomy food court.

Neon red sauce. Also: a fork, for 'fork'.

I liked how the light's floated. Like electric glow worms.

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Goldenhorse.

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I prefer the QEW for driving, but the 427 for the lights.

Joel.

Lyle & Chico.

My patience is wearing thinner than Natalie's undergarments.

The parking garage: always depressing.