First kickball championships, now electricity. Either the hard-feelings of two (2) years worth of losses on the kickball field have subsided, or it was with a begrudging heart that the who's who of Thomas filed into the HypnoVessel right after their electrons ceased flowing. We welcome these wayward brow-beat scurvy dawgs. Life in Thomas is crippling even with electricity, but put these poor souls in the dark and cold, and existence can be down-right unbearable. Respite, warm drinks, soul-lifting conversation, and of course, lights are all here for you. Welcome.
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Can you blame them for having no working synapses between neurons? Coffee, it has always been said, can help to get 'em firing again, esp. macchiatos!
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