Went and paid a visit to Neighbor “S”, the 70-year-old gentleman who lives a couple buildings down, and formerly, directly across the street from where I *used* to live. I asked if I could “borrow” some coffee grounds, because my “caseworker” (case-ignorer) couldn’t make our appointment, and now I am coffee-less for the morning. Or, I WOULD have been – of course Neighbor “S” was more than happy to provide a small Ziploc of Schnucks brand “blond” (light roast) coffee, so I will remain caffeinated for the foreseeable future.nnNow, the clock strikes noon, the sky grows overcast, humidity only seems to be *increasing* out there, but that is how it is.nnnothing else for nownnback soon

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