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Wednesday
This morning, I woke to the sound of sirens. Not just the normal sirens-going-past-my-apartment-down-Main-Street kind of thing, but the sirens-coming-to-a-stop-in-front-of-my-apartment kind of thing. Went outside to find several big pumper trucks and a few smaller trucks and lotsa police. Turns out The Exclusive Company was on fire. It evidently wasn't too bad, probably just an electrical fire in a piece of equipment, but I could certainly smell smoke out on the street. After awhile, nothing interesting was happening, so I went and got coffee. Hopefully this incident will make Mr. G finally move both stores to the corner store (the old V&S store), like he was supposed to 10 years ago.
from atom @ 5/01/2002 09:15:28 AM
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