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| - I've enjoyed over ten years of laundromats across our great country, thanks to my fun and whimsical life of borderline poverty. Laundry on Liberty is the worst, having taken the title from some other dumpy laundromat in San Francisco, where a homeless man used to stand on the machines and stare and cast hexes or something on every person who entered.
I will say that I haven't been hexed at LoL, so there's that. But I'm pretty sure I'm breathing some sort of evil fungus every time I go in there. An evil fungus, in case you didn't know, smells sort of like a wet sock's moist fart that's been fermenting its own fartiness, thereby releasing new, more noxious farty gases, which then ferment further, and so on and so on. It's sort of like entropy, but I'm pretty sure it's not moving toward any kind of equilibrium. Actually, it may not be like entropy at all. I'm no scientist! I do my laundry at Laundry on Liberty!
So, yeah, the smell. And then there are the machines, which blow. You play Russian roulette with your quarters every time. Probably a third of the washers will leave your clothes in a soapy puddle or eat your quarters, if they work at all. I'm pretty sure there's no hot water there, either, so forget about actually cleaning your clothes if that's what you had in mind when you went to the laundromat.
The dryers also seem to follow the 1/3 dysfunctional rule (or 2/3 functional, for you optimists). Sometimes they dry your clothes; sometimes they spin your clothes around in a pleasantly cool breeze until your quarters' time has been exhausted.
Which brings me to the price. LoL is the most expensive laundromat I've ever been to! I went to a fancypants yuppie laundromat in San Francisco (not the one with the evil wizard), and it cost less (I won't make you sad with too-true tales of how EVERY machine worked, all the time). And we all know that San Francisco storefronts rent for about 10,000x more, and that business owners there need to make about that much more to pay their living expenses in that pricey, pricey city. So why is Laundry on Liberty so expensive and so busted? Now I'm sad, real sad.
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