“Walking down the thrift store isle, the trail of unwashed human reek kept extending until – for once – I embraced the too-perfumed exudence of a young woman walking by, which brought relief.”
For Once
“Walking down the thrift store isle, the trail of unwashed human reek kept extending until – for once – I embraced the too-perfumed exudence of a young woman walking by, which brought relief.”
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