I've spent my afternoon doing work on the bench outside Sweet Life. When I stood to leave, I turned, stretched and noticed the sign posted on the wall behind me.
"This is a handicap spot."
I know the sign was meant for the parking spot in front of me, yet my posterior was "parked" there in that spot for hours. That handicap spot. Mentally speaking, enough said.
"This is a handicap spot."
I know the sign was meant for the parking spot in front of me, yet my posterior was "parked" there in that spot for hours. That handicap spot. Mentally speaking, enough said.
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