Last day w/food in
in the apartment.
Well, there are some
cans of beans and one
of tuna, but no opener.
And so, it’s time for
the closer. How shall it
be? For me, I shower
after a whirligig sweep
and clean-up of the
place. Clean up and
starve. If my thinking
were right, I’d be a mil
lionaire. But it never is.
