the shaver promises "freedom" and "daint[iness]" and an end to the "muss and fuss" of soap and a blade. as someone who works in publishing, it is especially fun to see what words make their way into print.
i put the address for the minnesota service station into google maps: it looks like there is a ragstock and a monique's african art there now. did i ever mention that our electrician found a pull-tab beer can (from 1962 i think) in the ceiling last summer? our home is an unintentional time capsule.