Madison has a very nice free art space at the Main Public Library called The Bubbler. They love using the word "Bubbler" in Madison, because it is their amusing and historically interesting way to refer to drinking fountains. There are books and T-shirts even. What's even funnier to me is that in many other places, a bubbler refers to a hash pipe. If a cheesehead were out of state and asked if there were any bubblers nearby, they might get funny looks. I got a much funnier look awhile ago, because for awhile many ATMs in Wisconsin were called TYME machines, so when i asked someone in Idaho if there was a time machine nearby...... Well they acted like I was Dr. Who or something.

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