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If Jews can breathe underwater, why are they not represented more strongly in the Summer Olympics? Asking for a friend. It wasn't the first time Jerry saw his ex-wife at the laundromat. But it wouldn't be the last time, she was here each Monday to clean out yet another ex-boyfriend's wardrobe. Each sheet of cloth was inspected closely like a fine artisan relegated to the product quality control line of the local painted figurine factory. Dynanism was the secret to this line of fashion. Dark circles under his eyes showed his disdain for facial features lacking such shapes. Danger left his every pore as he awoke back in his bed, in the first corner, where Jerry saw his ex-wife at the laundromat. But it wouldn't be the last time, she was here each Tuesday to clean out yet another ex-boyfriend's wardrobe. Each sheet of cloth was inspected closely like a fine artisan relegated to the product quality control line of the local painted figurine factory. Dynanism was the secret to this line of fashion. Dark circles under his eyes showed his disdain for facial features lacking such shapes. Danger left his every pore as he awoke back in his bed, in the second corner, where Jerry saw his ex-wife at the laundromat. But it wouldn't be the last time, she was here each Wednesday to clean out yet another ex-boyfriend's wardrobe. Each sheet of cloth was inspected closely like a fine artisan relegated to the product quality control line of the local painted figurine factory. Dynanism was the secret to this line of fashion. Dark circles under his eyes showed his disdain for facial features lacking such shapes. Danger left his every pore as he awoke back in his bed, in the third corner, where Jerry saw his ex-wife at the laundromat. But it wouldn't be the last time, she was here each Friday to clean out yet another ex-boyfriend's wardrobe. For now it seemed each sheet of cloth was inspected closely like a fine artisan relegated to the product quality control line of the local painted figurine factory. Dynamism was the secret to this line of fashion. Dark circles under his eyes showed his disdain for facial features lacking such shapes. Danger left his every pore as he awoke back in his bed, in the last corner, where everything was the way it was back in the day before dark cell phones and light cell phone towers. Dark and Light may mix in Ying Yang posters but not so in the case of Balsamic and Oil. Please for Jerry it was too late for him to understand if his ex-wife ever was even there in the first place, lamenting perhaps the crisp excrement coating his coat's inner pockets, like a fine slime of smell quite unusual. Putrid though may it have looked, he felt right at home in that old laundromat, never to be seen again. Poor old Charlie never got off that MTA.