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Originally Posted by concretegurl |
I used to do that too when I was 4-6 when we lived in the city. I was born on Fullerton Ave and Sheffield. Right next to our building was Lassers Pop Factory. I used to sneak out, go out the back yard into the alley, walk to their loading area, climb in, and hide behind cases of pop. I also was smart enough to bring a bottle opener. The police were called several times by my frantic mother. Finally when I disappears they knew where to look. SOmetimes I even fell asleep back in the factory with open bottles of pop. They made a great product for the midwest. No longer in business, or I would perhaps head back there for old time sake.