There's a secret world out there lived by shopping carts. They move around when no one's looking and end up in strange places. I've found shopping carts in ditches, rivers, trees, parking garages, stairwells, and more.
This one strikes me as sad. A cart who has been useful to many, been abused by some, only to be set aside behind it's store as other more able carts are filled with groceries, and it can merely watch.
Tuesday, November 28, 2006
Lamed
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