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All I want is an orange juice. These three have been selecting two dozen donuts for 15 minutes. I think it’s all part of a bizarre sex game. The woman sounds like drunk Jennifer Coolidge and I’m not positive she’s not a prostitute. They are obsessed with how fresh the donuts are and which one specifically is the most fresh. The clerk swears they’re all the same freshness. They don’t agree. There might be a Pulp Fiction/Honeybunny situation brewing. More as the story develops. (Taken with Instagram)