We’ve been struggling with various vehicle troubles since New Year’s Eve.  While Terry was inquiring about replacement parts in this store, the children and I witnessed a different type of struggle. We were listening to an audio recording of Cheaper by the Dozen and basking in the bright sunshine.

Riding a bicycle, a lanky man approached the building. He leaned his bike against the brick wall and stepped purposefully toward the store entrance. Rather than pulling the door open as I had expected, he halted abruptly. Lifting the top from a cigarette receptacle, he reached inside and sifted through the sand. He collected the most promising cigarette stumps, shook off the clinging sand, and deposited them into his pocket. Climbing back onto his bike, the man pedaled across the street to Walgreens and continued his search.

What a devastating addiction.



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