This was just something I walked past when I was uptown in Manhattan. Though using the internet when you’re bored is different from using the internet to pass time. I think what I mean is that waiting is still waiting even if you have something to kind of distract you. I could picture surfing the web and checking the clock every two second wondering why it wasn’t going any faster. Though actually, the open until midnight is a stronger incentive than the web access, because the laundromats around where I live don’t open very late.
But even that’s a moot point now because I have laundry machines in my building. Don’t bother pointing out the lack of continuity here due to the fact the character is naked all the time, I’m well aware.
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