In Wheeling, when I would walk down to the convenience store to pick up a gallon of milk, I would often stand in line behind meth-heads buying a pack of Newports and a 40.
Today, standing in line at the Kwik Trip to buy bananas, I found myself behind a person buying a pack of cheese curds and a half a dozen doughnuts. Also, there were no homeless people eying the ashtrays outside the door and no ladies of the night (and day) to glare at me from the street corner.
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