I took a walk to Starbucks® today. I hadn't been in a couple of weeks; spending less and all. We're in a recession, you know? Haven't you heard? But just in the 5th of a mile to my Starbucks®--which was packed with the un- and under-employed--I caught four ghosts.
Told you that the shit was in the commode.
Ghosts of the New America [clicky]
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