Feb. 16th, 2017

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How did you wind up here? Who knows. Who cares. One minute you're on a walk, the next minute you pass by this guy's driveway.

The faint sound of something plays as you get closer. There's a guy there. Or rather, a skeleton. Skeleton monster. Whatever, he looks like a cartoon. He's reclined back in a lawn chair with a long twisty straw in his mouth, attached to a bright pink drink in a mason jar. Next to him, two child's playpens are just barely holding themselves together on the concrete.

A good collection of eight or nine roombas move around inside them. They're all on. Circling the pen, bumping into the walls and each other, turning, circling, cleaning. It's a weird dance at this point.

There's a cardboard sign between the pens:

roomba daycare
$1
roomba eggs not guaranteed

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