Saturday, November 11, 2006

 

Somewhere near Paramus...



Mildred,
I'm positive there are far worse fates than traveling up and down the New Jersey turnpike for three days with your boss. But as I sit crammed in this mid-sized rent-a-car outside Paramus while he's inside haggling over the lunch bill with a limping gray-haired waitress named Lu-Lu, I just can't think of one.
Cash

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