A miscellany like Grandma’s attic in Taunton, MA or Mission Street's Thrift Town in San Francisco or a Council, ID yard sale in cloudy mid April or a celestial roadmap no one folded—you take your pick.
Hmmmmm... Is that Max Quordlepleen peeking out from between the curtains?
Hi Roy: Now I hadn't thought of that! Good call.
Would you please go in there, John? I've been driving past that place for many years and never seen any activity. I've never had the courage to test the door.
Hi Christine: Now that's a challenge! Actually, I lived just a few blocks from there when I first moved to Portland, & I never noticed any activity at all either. The "Pub at the End of the Universe" right down Gladstone is a going concern, however.
Yeah I want to know what's inside!
Clearly a TARDIS, mar! : )
I thought i was supposed to be a restaurant at the end of the universe. Now that I've written that I see that Roy has beat me to it.
Hi eArnie: Not a problem! As I mentioned in an earlier comment, there's also a "Pub at the End of the Universe" right down the street--but no restaurant!
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