I have this sudden urge

Muirs Dugs at Cork Lane

to have my third grade teacher buy me a meal at the Muir’s lunch counter. (OMG phone booth!)

cork lane

and buy some Matchbox cars that actually come in boxes from the D&C.

Then run over to Langs for a malted. (OMG Mailbox!) And ride the Hardings conveyor belt from the basement.

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