In my dream I own and operate a small cafe/bookstore that provides a unique service to people who are afflicted with "celebrity". They can come in and get coffee and baked goods and peruse books and whatnot and the staff and other customers will treat them like regular people. Which they are.
Maybe I'll call it "Regular Joe". Or something like that. The other customers will also be staff, because actual customers probably won't wear the special underwear that applies an electric shock if they start acting like fan boys. Or fan girls. We don't discriminate at Regular Joe.
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