Back for a gyros, in need of some food
The mall at the metro is back and it’s good. The walkways are filled with old folk in their masks just waiting for someone to take them to task. Be real for a moment, your chances are slim if you think your at risk then you shouldn’t come in. It’s not rocket science, you don’t need degrees, if you did then the north would be down on its knees.
But wait up a minute, this new normal sucks, if you’re single and here by yourself, then you’re fucked, the seating is strained as they cater for more, than just one sad bastard, oh fuck! Where’s the door?
