pink is a keen observer of the culture of minimum wage jobs and low rent studio apartments that is the reality of life for all those who don t find a cog space in today s hyper capitalist economy the guardianit was maybe the first job i d ever had where people were happy to see me an odd feeling indeed to wield this kind of power to be this kind of force as near to magical as any mortal should stride a technician of unspeakable joy braving the neon mountains to return with blue raspberry concentrate tearing out sundae cone fangs from the mouths of snow beasts and so on cone dealer sunshine stealer alleyway counselor lunch lady to the homeless friend to the dead maker of sandwiches metal wrangler stag among stags and so it goes another journey through time spent punched in a life s work of working for a living blood death and violence dirty dishes dead roaches and sparkler lit nights nights ahead and no real fate so open your mouths because the forecast calls for sprinkles thirteen delights scooped and served let it melt down your hand let the sun burn your face it s the ice cream man and other stories
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