Things I overheard at the laundromat

Six lines, transcribed, no commentary, just the lines.

Placeholder draft — replace with the real piece.

“If you fold it while it’s warm you save yourself the iron entirely.”

“He said that like it was going to change my whole week. It did, actually.”

“Machine four eats coins. Everybody knows that but you.”

“I’ve been coming here since before the laundromat had a name, back when it was just ‘the place on the corner.’”

“Sunday is for whites, or it should be, if you ask me — nobody asks me.”

“Careful with that one, it still smells like the dog.”

No commentary. Just the lines, and the particular quiet of a room full of machines doing the same slow, patient thing at slightly different speeds.

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