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Sometimes I honestly
don't feel like doing this. When I have to review a place like this
that I vaguely remember, and obviously don't care about, it's like
a slow, slow death. Meanwhile, I trudge by this place on the way to
work and remember that for some reason I wasted my time walking in
here to get a sandwich or bagel or something. Maybe I was just too
sick of the usual places, or couldn't pass up the convenient location.
Whatever the case, I'm almost sickened with myself and my fickle appetite
and failing memory. To my best recollection, I didn't catch any diseases
from the cash register woman, or buty anything that ended up having
shards of glass sticking out of it. But, like I said, my memory isn't
very good anymore, and I could have had the best meal of my entire
life at this joint--or I could have been stuck with a severed-finger-'n'-egg
sandwich. I truly don't recall. [MF]
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