Why I hate Halloween
This hateful apparition comes every year
We have lots of things in our culture that are direct import from the states. Starbucks. Bumper stickers. Drive-thrus. (God-awful spellings of such concepts.)
On a long drive, jet-lagged or hungover, I am grateful to the yanks and their Egg McMuffin. I love Five Guys more than your average American Joe (it’s the unlimited toppings). On pancake day, I am …
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