My job, in very loose sense, involves some curating. I sift and sort through endless piles, looking for objects to add to a collection that is worth spending money on.
It’s pretty weird. Like, when I sit down and really think about it.
The people who spend their money? The people who recycle their unwanted miscellany? Also pretty weird. I like them.
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“New York City / Has no paper [sic?] and / the milk is turning sour. / But I won’t worry / because I / stay away / from dairy”
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