Derrick chose a handbasket instead of a cart, not out of preference but necessity. Payday had come, but rent, the electric bill, and bus passes had already spoken for most of it. What remained had to be handled carefully. He counted items as he walked: eggs, bread, peanut butter, apples, oatmeal. Staples only. On Aisle […]
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