The Lint Merchant

Time is money.

Or so the wise say.

If true, my hours go for no more than a plugged nickel and a pocketful of lint…

Yeah, so I’m in that kind of a mood.

Dramatically blue and bitter.

Look away.

I’m ugly and broken today and not worth the lint.

Until tomorrow…

Chloe, the Lint Merchant

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