Yesterday, there was a huge sign outside the Clocktower announcing an auction. This morning, when I stopped in, it was gone. Don looked hurt, and I asked what was up. Turns out they sold the business before the auction was necessary. They didn't get what they wanted for it ("That's to be expected, I suppose") and the new owner didn't buy the name, or a few pieces of what Don thought would be essential equipment.
So, it looks like there's still going to be a bakery of some sort on that corner, but it won't be called the Clocktower. The baked-goods-buyer in me felt relieved, but the rest of me was left wondering if the Bergers still have enough to retire on.
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