he’s leasing it to someone already. Another plumber.
If I don’t want this one plumbing my house for an entire week, it maybe wouldn’t be a good place for a bookshop anyway in case his vibes were hanging around in there.
Although now I can drive I can go and select my location. There’s motivation. Where are the bilingual poets and philosophers? By the sea? By the forest? In an industrial park? In my dreams?

