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That Time I Wanted to Punch the Woman with the Ice Cream
It was the summer of 2013. I was living in Ballard, an overpriced district of Seattle with cool bars, funky shops, and a bearded dude in a flannel shirt on every corner. I had just…
It was the summer of 2013. I was living in Ballard, an overpriced district of Seattle with cool bars, funky shops, and a bearded dude in a flannel shirt on every corner. I had just…