Good grief. Or, rather bad grief.
I spent much of this morning combing through headlines and "footlines," and now I am depressed enough to figure my life isn't too shabby, after all. I'm also angry. I'm so very, very angry. A despair settles over me, and I don't know what to do about it. I'm not a wealthy person-- and even if I was, I couldn't
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