The fluorescent lights were too bright, the acoustics were all glass walls and metal ductwork, every sound slammed right back at you. Rhianna was too loud on the local disc-hop fm and the guy in line ahead of me took about fifteen minutes to pay for his cleaning.
Out on the sidewalk in front two barkers for the tax prep store next door were dressed like uncle sam and lady liberty and they were pulling them in off the street with shouts of se habla espanol.
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