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workaphilic[It's not what he was expecting.
Which is the beauty of it, really.
He still wants his violin, has had the opening movement of a concerto seeping into the spaces of his mind all morning and needs to get it out. (Should be good, will help him think.)
But this (she) has his attention.
He stops in the doorway and stares. And stares and stares and stares.]
No time for the laundrette?
Which is the beauty of it, really.
He still wants his violin, has had the opening movement of a concerto seeping into the spaces of his mind all morning and needs to get it out. (Should be good, will help him think.)
But this (she) has his attention.
He stops in the doorway and stares. And stares and stares and stares.]
No time for the laundrette?
