#019
A Tale of Twos
Two Boys. Two Cities. Two Nights. Two Meal Orders. Two Different Bills.
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One came as a city man, another as a city boy. The another certainly couldn’t give less of a fuck about the city boy. Dinner was needed, and dinner was had.
Just 24 hours later, following the discovery that per diem was 50% less than expected, came the realisation that Marx, once again, had a point. Material conditions have a way of determining consciousness. Or, in this case, the dinner order. The total cost of dinner on the second night wasn’t even up to the cheapest of the bills from the previous night’s dinner.
To make things even more fun, two vehicles almost sandwiched them as they left the place: one supposedly made in Nigeria — or you don’t believe that sort of thing? SMH. The other was most likely made in China. Where else do they make all these sorts of things?
-10/11/26 a.d.
