Laundromat Love Affairs
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Asha Silva is the personification of every unromanticized part of college. She is broke, painfully single and now, she is running out of places to work at after graduation. Suffice to say, things are not working out for her.
Theo Murdoch, on the other hand, is an insufferable dick.
(hypothesis: the solution to the human condition is eachother)
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