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| I have bought day old bread for years. No longer. The owners of Le Petit Outre have decided to only sell "fresh baked goods". I kept my peace. Fresh is $4; so I saved $2. Not much? When the Senior Center upped its lunch price from $4 to $5 that $20 monthly increase wiped out my Social Security cost-of-living increase. No one cared. Do I sound whiny? After-all, I travel and that means I'm rich! I can travel because I'm willing to eat day-old-bread. I manage better on limited income than many who live the "American Dream" of house, car, new clothes, eating-out and fancy entertainment. So... things end. I should be thankful. I'm surrounded by used books, second hand clothes, cast-me-downs, on-sale pasta and canned soups. And photos of my trips and memories. Recent writings: Free verse for "My Word": "Offspring of Oblivion (16 lines free verse)"  For 24 syllables: "All hail the coming elections" and "Seabird (24 syllables)" . The challenge/contest is going on hiatus.  A political entry in O Pinions: "A sip of coronavirus anyone?" 1.448 |
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