"Thanksgiving morning I left the house early to go pick up our apple gruyere pie and brioche rolls that Justina baked for us. Then I had to swing by the farm and feed the hens. I took a right turn onto Long Beach Blvd and Willow. I saw a fat kid slowly rolling down the hill on his skateboard with a big bag of Burger King. To me it looked like a big bag of sadness."
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