Last night, coming home around 11:30 from a dinner party (I know Mom, we’re such grown ups) , my housemate Nick and I wandered by Book Trader and found FIVE LOAVES OF BREAD. I knew Book Trader sold their day-old bread right at closing for a dollar at loaf, but apparently they leave the rest out for grabs. Being college students consistently excited by free food, we took all of it. To be fair, some of it was pumpernickel, so I thought the excitement was totally legitimate—but I also felt a little gross about eating free bread when I can afford to buy a loaf of my own.
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