There are these guys in our town square who sell produce and pita bread. I don't know how the pita bread made its way into the mix, but I'm appreciative because I love me a good pita now and then. They've been gone all winter, doing who knows what, and now they're back and I'm thrilled. Their Swedish is even worse than mine and they trip all over themselves to give good customer service, so even if their fruit and vegetables and pita bread was awful, which it's not, I'd still patronize their stand because they're so darn endearing.
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