My reading hunger could be totally satisfied with bumper stickers and discarded shopping lists I've found in grocery store carts and parking lots. The stickers are glimpses at a polished cleverness I wish I had. The lists are windows into what people are REALLY doing, what is important to them. They're like glimpses into 2nd floor walk-ups seen from the windows of a speeding-by commuter train. From them, one gets a feeling we're all really pretty much alike, as contrasted with the uniqueness of someone who can come up with "Somewhere in Texas, there's a village that's lost its idiot."
one fake homeless person at a time.
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