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Girl Scouts in Montreal sell chocolate bars (as does every other charitable or community based organization there), not cookies, so basically, I have a choice between plain and almond. God, what an empty life. To spice it up a bit, I asked them where the money was going and some other details. Usually, I'd get a puzzled look, saying "Why must I explain myself?", to which I replied with a gaze of my own, that said: "You want me to pay 2$ for what I can get for 0.85$ not even a block away. Ever watched The Usual Suspects? Convince me. Tell me every last detail."
I take my fun where I can get it.
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