(I had to promise not to sell this picture for profit. Ha.) |
Biscuits. Church. Homework. That is essentially my B'more Sunday routine. It may even be the order of preference for such things. Every Sunday morning, I wake up, shower and whatnot, then go see some guys underneath the highway about some biscuits. I used to roam the whole of the farmer's market. I used to eat jerk fish and donuts and fried mushrooms (and actually buy produce from time to time). Those were my B.B.-- before biscuit-- days. In my A.B. days, I only go to first service now (they're always sold out by 2nd service). And I eat too much simple carbohydrates.
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