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2/14/2007
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Previous Posts
Snails in Paradise
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Career Spotlight: Field Biologist
Notice: East Coast Branch Closure
May all beings be free from suffering: late winter in the country
The country haircut



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Category List
April - National Poetry Month 2008
depression
dogs
February Smackdown
food and wine
Hawaii
Italy 2k7
pants
people
robot
the natural world
the rest of the world
the sexy



Favorite Things
drinking
· burdock root tea
eating
· gingerbread
reading
· Lucky Peach

It is morning.
A Woman enters a large cafeteria style eatery, approaches counter, places order.
Order: Egg, cheese, and bacon sandwich.
Minutes later the Woman is called to the counter where a person holds her wrapped sandwich.
The counterperson appears drunk and/or high.
The Woman is known among her friends for appearing as a sort of homing beacon for strangers with substance abuse/mental stability issues.
The counterperson is speaking.
Only decipherable word: Bacon.
Woman, already regretting walking through the door, accepts sandwich, pays at register, leaves.

Back at desk the Woman unwraps the sandwich.
Sandwich: 15 pieces of bacon smothering an egg and a slice of processed cheese, all confined between two sides of a broken, struggling English muffin.

Woman leaves sandwich in deserted corner of building courtyard, for the cats.




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