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Right next to my apartment, open 24/7, there was a 7-11. It was so great and I always went. It didn’t need renovation, just needed to keep staying open. When it closed, I was thinking like a month. But something must have gone wrong, because one month became six. Every day I’d pass that dark store front, think of Bagel Bites I’d foregone, and it’d make me sick.
I had moved to this apartment for that 24/7 7-11, so I called my landlord and demanded a sizable rent reduction, and he said no.
Where is the justice? There is no justice.
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Part II: Obsidium Coepit
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Destroy my purpose! Renovate my reason for being! Several months? Undetermined? Stoke famishment in my hour of need? Baron superseding you; you’re left here without a clue. What happens next? Fanning flames within your eyes; no sustenance but fed the lies. What happens next?
Sharp your truncheons! Obsidium and coepit! Raise the flags of green and orange! Crucial vengeance, in our remit! Once more we will taste the flesh. War cries call for baron’s death.
What happens next? Surfing on an endless wave of taquitos that we all crave. What happens next?
Warpath being torn across the tiles. Look to the right! Perhaps a white flag raised among the madness? No end in sight! Hope for tomorrow on the horizon? Look to the left! Hunger for chik fingies rivals bloodlust. Invisible cleft!
Don’t take my taquitos away from me! Orange and green! Don’t take soggy hotwings away from me! Orange and green! Don’t take shitty coffee away from me! Orange and green! Don’t take my dear Sleven away from me! Orange and green!
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Hit snooze a few too many times. Woke up like half an hour late. Not gonna be at work on time. I'm gonna be super late. Make the coffee super fast. Look over for a banana. The oven clock hits half past. The counter is empty and a realization dawns on me that I have no breakfast foods. Shall I go hungry?
A second realization hits that if I just go right next door, so many breakfast options. The 7-11 is open once more.
You know I was a skeptic about the renovations that kept my 7-11 closed for so many months. But that morning I saw what had been accomplished. The new industrial appliances stood silver and tall. There were so many new options I couldn't keep track of them all. But I knew that my early criticisms had been brash. Now I'll withhold assessment until some more time as passed.
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Barking Carnies Washington, D.C.
"You were pretty good" -Ian MacKaye, actual quote, to Barking Carnies about Barking Carnies, 9/9/17
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12/3 @ The Runaway
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