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i was sitting outside during my break the other day. the hair salon next to us was having some kind of a sale or something. there was a radio DJ outside in the parking lot. he was operating from a van. there was a table for hot dogs and things. the DJ was talking to the women at the salon. it was his job to 'make the party'. he was doing his best. i tried to look away. the women listened with their mouths open a little. i could see their teeth. the DJ wore plaid shorts and some kind of a shirt portraying a sport or something. i turned to read my book. later, he began his 'broadcast' from the parking lot. he talked into a microphone and told the public about deals on nails, hair dyes, and perms. he walked in circles and talked into his microphone. there was a faint ring of people standing around him, watching him walk in circles. they ate hot dogs and talked about the nice weather.