Remember that perfect spot I picked out for the Shop? I got it.
Turns out whoever stole it out from under me wanted to sell something that was a conflict of interest with one of the landlord's other tenants. Turns out they had a clause in their lease that says they can put the kibash on any schmuck who wants to sell what they sell. They nixed the whole thing.
Back on track--that is, moving way to fast for my level of comfort, but not fast enough for the level in my bank account.
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