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My Hour and Forty-five Minutes of Luxury
Sandal season is close enough I figured I could justify a pedicure. Turns out the salon I go to now has iPads for the customers to play with while they soak, so I checked LJ and my webmail, typed up a few story notes on Google Docs, and looked up the floor plans of Four-square/Prairie houses to see if they'd work as a setting.