I’m out walking around in the historic 4th Ward Neighborhood in Atlanta (you’ll always find me out walking) and suddenly…
Without warning…
Solo cup on a ledge! Don’t get too close! No sudden moves!
Why this cup? Why this ledge? Was the cup half full or half empty? Did the straw have “cup-p-a-phobia” and had to get out of the red solo cup? Did the cup finally have enough of the “cup-straw” relationship? The straw was always taking and seldom giving!
Why this post about a straw, in that cup, on some ledge?
??? Only the shadow knows!
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