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Broken Music 11 4, 9:26am

When I was a kid, back in the '90s, early '00s, our neighborhood would be visited by three ice cream trucks a day. Two had the most irritating "music" ever, and got a majority of the business. the third one, which got there towards the end of the day, had a simple bell and was driven by this lady who liked to talk. I seriously think we were the last neighborhood she had, because she'd talk to me for what seemed like hours (probably only like 15 minutes or so, but time is longer under the age of 13,) even though I rarely had money to buy stuff. She got me hooked on the Star Wars Expanded Universe, too. Gave me a bunch of her son's books after he went off to college. We all need a Robin sometimes.


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