I read a sandwich menu yesterday. No, I didn't quickly skim through a board and no, it wasn't because I didn't have anything better to read. I had a New Yorker and a Wired in hand, took a seat on the T, and chose to take out a menu that I'd grabbed from Lambert's to read. Because I was hungry and there were twenty eight different sandwiches to choose from. I love words. And I love sandwiches, too.
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