"It''s lovely outside. It's about mid 30's I think." I said to Tran, a lundromat owner.
"Yeah....it's gorgeous. I got to get out as soon my daughter in law comes in." said Tran as she unloaded a mountain of washed laundry from the washer.
"Tomorrow will be really, really bad. Minus 0 I think.. Don't you hate winter? Ohhh... I hate winter.Bla..bla...bla....bla." A man in blue track suit, gray sweater with all his mighty tyring to pop our spirits while he was flipping his dried boxer on the folding table.
I looked at Tran with an expression, here we go again. Tran rolled her eyes and said, "It doesn't matter. Tomorrow is tomorrow."
Spirit poppers as I like to refer these characters seldom see positive side in anything or anybody. They always have to say something unpleasant. I wonder how their minds work?
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