Just passed the old 7-Eleven, and the McClane's grocery truck was parked outside...
Two thoughts:
1) it's 2 a.m. Man, I feel sorry for the night shift...
2) boy, am I glad that I don't have to work trick nights, now...
Storehouse for the passing thoughts in my sometimes chaotic head, open to comments once you've read.
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