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January 13, 2010
The Bread Line
Seeing and Being Seen: Hay Pan — The Bygone BureauI peeked over the heads of the people in front of me. Inside, no one was moving. Elegant pastries and cakes were displayed in the window at the front of the bakery, but everyone seemed to be keeping an eye on the bread bins at the back of the tiny shop. I knew that the bakers had dumped fresh bread into the bins when the line lurched forward, like we were all passengers on a stalled subway that suddenly began to move. Six or seven pairs of greedy hands quickly emptied the bins as soon as they were filled, leaving everyone else to wait for another ten minutes or so. The victorious shoppers hustled out of the bakery, holding their bread bags protectively.
Posted by Vanderleun at January 13, 2010 8:15 AM. This is an entry on the sideblog of American Digest: Check it out.
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I shall henceforth make all my bread at home.
Posted by: Jewel at January 13, 2010 9:37 AM
In special elections it is hard for party bosses to not present a candidate that represents what they have really become.
Posted by: james wilson at January 13, 2010 9:37 AM