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Long ago I made patches for a Halloween costume me and partner wore to dinner. It was after the Exxon Valdez disaster. We smeared “oil” on the jumpsuits and had rubber duckies and paper towels.
The waiter at the restaurant loved the outfit (this was in Austin — so of course). Later they whispered to us, “The table next to you just paid with an Exxon company credit card” — protest when we didn’t mean to protest?
