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Brigitte Bardot's black wig
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Is it a law firm? Do you need lawyers?

One of the things that gets me is, while the Soviet Safeway on 17th looks like what it is - it’s a windowless brick building that looks like it belongs in a collapsing Communist regime, so you get what you expect - the Safeways on GA Ave (I assume you mean the Petworth one) and on 5th St/NY Ave NW (the NoMa one) both

I’ve been trying to work up a Dr. Jacoby joke, so I enjoyed this.

Oh! I know where that is! I will have to head down there - thank you!

At 22nd and P, down the steps (not down the steps to the Pilates/Barre/whatever the hell it is now studio, but the short steps to where there’s a line of businesses that usually includes a dry cleaner - it’s to the left of Soho Coffee if you’re looking at the building from P Street.

Mt. Pleasant has done a remarkable job of retaining some of the older stores, particularly given how expensive the houses are around there. My corner store shut down a couple years ago (the owners had to return to Korea for family reasons), and has been sitting empty - there’s movement now, and I am praying someone

btw, it won’t let me edit now, I was being kind of tongue-in-cheek in my response. (and not reading carefully) (and still consumed by the bitterness of losing my half-block-radius bodega, after getting spoiled by proximity living in New York for several years) And then I realized on reflection that I might sound like

I live in DC and we definitely don’t have bodegas on the same level as NYC, but we do have corner stores, and they almost exclusively suck.

Especially since these machines are unlikely to have beer.

I said this above, but I honestly wondered if *she* had a necessary c-section and has dealt with sanctimommies (she is in Los Angeles, among rich white people, at yoga studios and whatever the hell they’re doing these days), and was trying to make a joke about it - like, ha, yeah, so lazy. But print and the format

I honestly wondered if *she* had a necessary c-section and has dealt with sanctimommies (she is in Los Angeles, among rich white people, at yoga studios and whatever the hell they’re doing these days), and was trying to make a joke about it - like, ha, yeah, so lazy.

I would have gagged. But also elbowed the hell out of her feet. That’s a big no.

That reggae album is one of my husband’s all-time favorites. He would have loved that concert.

This poor exhausted man and his earnest flannel shirts have been shouting into the void for years, hoping to undo the damage caused by an innocuous mistake that became responsible for building an entire cottage industry of masculine identity and now permeates the language of popular culture.

Holy crap, that was Charlie Hunnam? Undeclared was one of those great discoveries I had on early Netflix (with discs!) - it worked so well and, yes, he was charming and funny and it’s no wonder I had no idea that was him.

Of course most other industrialized countries have good medical leave policies and people aren’t going back to work a few days after major surgery or injury.

The main issue with DARE is that it didn’t teach kids coping skills for the pressures of modern living. A lot of the focus was on consequences and little on the factors that lead to addiction.

Also, Hammer was unknowingly generous. Woods dated a 20 year old when he was 66.

I was really happy to hear that most of the action sequences in the film fit into the one, particularly “active” trailer - I’m hoping that we may still get some of that pacing (which would be very difficult to convey via trailer, I think).

I mean, we’d be pissed if it were a gossip rag commenting on her daring to have some sort of human, non-retouched feature about her - but apparently it’s okay to say, “EW WHAT IS UP WITH HER LEG, THOUGH?” when we see a pap photo of her about to go see a damned movie.