There is a bar down the street from us that we go to about once a week for happy hour. In the back of the bar there is a photobooth. Every week for the last few months it has had an "out of order" sign on it.
I figured it was a pretty permenant problem, I mean, who's going to fix an old photobooth? But just in case, I always had to check.
And yesterday? It was up! And running! And demanding just $2 for a strip of photos!
So we go sit down. And of course, all we have between us in cash is one dollar.
I took the photos above of our reflection in the little camera screen. Paul was pretty sure they were just as good as the real thing.
I'm not convinced.
Next week, I'm bringing $10 in ones.


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