Conversations: Angels And Demons (Part Two)

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the trucker went on speaking: 'you know, it's even worse for the old people. they dont draw enough to live on, cant pay for their medicines, the rent, the lights, and still buy food. and their kids are scattered, or so close to the edge trying to raise their families, to just survive, that they cant help...' 'yea, i was behind an old man in the grocery store line the other night... just buying dog food, Alpo canned dog food. the cashier asked him what kind of dog he had... he just shook his head. i knew what that was! ' the trucker replied: 'you know, my mom's over across town in that rest home. i felt bad about it for a while, but now i dont know. she's better off than a lot of them! still, my dad's probably rolling in his grave.'

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