So this is what the shop looked like Saturday morning. You can't hear the slosh as we wade thru this, nor can you smell the sopping ceiling tiles.
Not even the M&Ms were spared.
Oddly, when you come in the door, everything looks normal.
And I'm finding that the more people come in, the more normal I feel. It's just the whirring....instead of the music that gives it away.
Enjoy you DRY fiber.
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