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Started out for the big supermarket eight blocks away. Noon. Very hot. The streets were nearly empty. It was a holiday. He came out and stood against the door frame. A baby boomer like me. I crossed the street.
“Alex.”
“Guy.”
“Any green peppers?”
“Sure.”
I bought two green peppers, one onion and three sodas.
“Business pretty slow, huh?”
“What can you do?”
I was glad that before I left another customer came in.
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Grocery Store Green Bell Peppers (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
This series is dedicated to Andy Warhol who grew up in Pittsburgh a few blocks from my apartment. Guy Hogan
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Celebrating This Labor Day
The apartment building is very quiet. I wonder where everyone is. I don’t want to wait too long before going across the street for some supplies. Since this is Labor Day, the store across the street will probably close early. There seems to be a lot of motor traffic on the avenue for this to be a holiday.
I guess Labor Day is not a major holiday.
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