Sh*t Isn’t The Only Thing That Stinks

Karenness does, too. There’s that. Also, don’t you hate getting wrongfully accused of stinking up a place?

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I checked my phone. Good. I had 35 minutes before meeting with a friend I hadn’t seen in five years. I could pass the time doing some last-minute errands. It was a cold day, and I fumbled to text a new friendship from an online workshop. I don’t usually share numbers with unknown Zoomers, but…