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[ In the nine rings of hell, there exists a store. A store whose only function is to trap the souls of the unwilling, and torment those unlucky enough to claim a paycheck with that company's logo. Its name is... Mattie's Super Mini-Mart--For all your life's needs.
The most evilest of evil places.
...Or maybe that was just Sarah, once again, "relishing" her perfect citizen job--an escape from the tedium of a life that required her to do nothing. A life little more than morning, noon, and night.
So she could say, in poetics and scars. So she could say, if she ever deigned to speak of herself at all.
At any rate, she was off in five minutes, and only had one more customer to ring out before she could escape. ]
The most evilest of evil places.
...Or maybe that was just Sarah, once again, "relishing" her perfect citizen job--an escape from the tedium of a life that required her to do nothing. A life little more than morning, noon, and night.
So she could say, in poetics and scars. So she could say, if she ever deigned to speak of herself at all.
At any rate, she was off in five minutes, and only had one more customer to ring out before she could escape. ]
