"Me too," he says. "It's smothering." After a moment there's a crackling on the P.A. and some discombobulated voice comes on muttering a confused apology before the the dulcet crooning of Morrissey replaces it with Heaven Knows I'm Miserable Now.
"C'mon. There's a McPlayPlace over there. Let's go sit in the ballpit and chill. I'll make it quiet there. If you think you can walk yet..."
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"Me too," he says. "It's smothering." After a moment there's a crackling on the P.A. and some discombobulated voice comes on muttering a confused apology before the the dulcet crooning of Morrissey replaces it with Heaven Knows I'm Miserable Now.
"C'mon. There's a McPlayPlace over there. Let's go sit in the ballpit and chill. I'll make it quiet there. If you think you can walk yet..."