The Hell's Gate Post Office was evil this morning. There were only two people working, with a line going out the door. A fat black man stood behind me and muttered religous affirmations under his breath, but loud enough that I could hear the constant annoying susurrus of his prayers; despite his constant assurances to himself that he was very
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Did you go before work?
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