That feel when after a long, perilous day hauling across town to visit your favorite breakfast place that’s closing, and to pick up tomorrow’s Thanksgiving dinner, and to be beaten down by public transit, you get home too exhausted to make lunch and then remember Kung Food up the street, realize you can afford to go, and sit drinking tea while awaiting the pea pod pork.

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