Curb service

Last month my brother and I went out to eat with our dad and stepmom. We couldn't find a parking spot on the cramped city street, so my dad decided he would go back to the parking garage we had ignored earlier. He thoughtfully offered to drop off my stepmom and me in front of the restaurant... Continue Reading →

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