“Excuse me, sir. Do you have any change?” A hobo came out from somewhere outside St. Louis Bar and Grill, holding out his hand.
I searched my pockets and happened to have a toonie handy. I put the toonie in his palm and said excitedly, “bak choy is on sale today, 99 cents a pound. If I buy two, I can save a dollar twenty cents. My! I’m in the Seventh Heaven!”

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