It was a spa of the future. Tammy had been saving for it since college. There were the requisite super soft cozy robes made from bamboo silk. The sheets were nine thousand thread count hemp fibre. For the few who could afford the elite fees, there were guest rooms bathed in either pink or golden hues from the rose quartz or carnelian lamp sconces. Every detail a prescription to sooth the system and coax the release of deep-seated toxins. But by far the most amazing feature was Dr. Glinda’s full body assessment chamber. It identified the root cause of every excess pound. Tammy was finally going to lose the forty pounds she’d always blamed on her mother. It turns out twenty-eight pounds were from the three years of summer camp and eight pounds were the four years she was Candice Barry’s ‘wingman’.
8 min @ my desk, 5.22.13
source: Karma Co-op sales receipt
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