I was at Clackamas Town Center today to pick up a new pair of shoes, and the best part about the oxygen bar is that it's not even an actual store, it's one of those crappy-ass kiosks they have set up in the middle of the corridors. And it's called Halcyon something or other. All they need is some Enya, and they are so new-age stylin'.
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Date: 2004-06-20 05:33 pm (UTC)