walking around one of the public buildings before the law library opened and saw a janitor's cart with stacks of recent papers tossed, the strings still around them--indicated subscriptions and various offices saying just toss em; so picked out a number off the top for the train-ride back. beware the wrath of somebody patient, which is what i've been with article v; that i happened to be reminded of here, what i've known for years? unless i drop dead somehow the bad guys better fucking run. on a new podcast wednesday
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