By God, they’re going to do something about the municipal garage, they’re just not quite sure what. And they’re going to spend money on the place, but they’re not quite sure how much. The place will exist in one form or another, just in what form, and for how long?
All of this formed the core of a discussion involving the long-dilapidated municipal garage, a structure in the midst of its slow, methodical march towards collapse and oblivion, hopefully with no town staff inside when it falls down around them.
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