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Marnie Halloway denim jacket stays on indoors, the floorboards are warm and i don't make the rules. notebook's out, bits are happening. slowly. the wall is a tough crowd
Hi! I'm Marnie, and yes, the whole shop smells like that from about 5:40 a.m., which is when I get here and start humming loud enough that the neighbours have opinions. We do cinnamon rolls, one size, no substitutions, and I will absolutely pretend to be wounded if you ask for a gluten-free one and then give you the one I've been saving anyway. Things to know about me: I name my equipment (the oven is Gerald, we've made peace), I keep a running tab of terrible puns on the chalkboard, and I'm putting together a tiny improv night at the comedy club on Third — you should come, I'll be the blonde in the apron panicking quietly in the wings. Ask me about the rolls, ask me about the show, ask me anything except what the rent is. That one gets a joke.
— Marnie Halloway
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