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Whaaat? I used to love going to the laundrette. Quiet hour to myself to read a book with the nice smell of clean washing coming out of the dryers. Meet your neighbours, talk bollocks with the owners, much fun.
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Sounds idyllic. And unlike every single laundrette I've ever been in.
My favourite incident was when the weird guy next to me stood up with a manky tea towel over his hand, said "I've got a gun under here, hand over your money." and everyone ignored him until he got bored, took it off, said "Just kidding" and fucked off.
andyp
Hellish places.