Jackson
Spent most of the day in the car; swung into Jackson, Michigan for a brief blip sortie - interesting old buildings but seemed deserted downtown. Walked into a bar looking for a washroom and was immediately offered a lap dance. (I declined). Found this congenial hairdresser; her client was shy and was sitting with a fly swatter - either for flying critters or to keep the stylist in check.
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