First you need to cross 15th, but the walk signal is lit yet. You look both ways and don't see any cars so you cross. Your breaking the law, but in your view its a victimless crime. Civil disobedience is easiest when no ones looking. As you mount the curb you look to your right and see the job where you sell out 5 days a week.
It pays more than the last kitchen and well, its easier. The shame of letting someone else putting a price on exactly how much an hour of your life is worth burns but well, its easier you think as you glance as a group of gutter punks in dusty black clothes. Plus, you make tips, so its not simply the two side conversation between your employer and yourself. The consumers get a say too. But mostly its ok because you make more.
Your stomach rumbles as you pass the court house, one of the beautiful buildings in town. It looks more like a fortress than anything else though and the golden statues of justice with scale and sword you've always been attracted to is no where to be seen. To your left is Falafel King and the smell of fresh pita and Mediterranean spices ties your stomach in a knot. You eat there and you tell yourself its different then eating at a McDonalds because the ingredients are fresh and the business is local. Its important to only financially support business that you agree. Thats what makes ME different than THEM you think as you pop a Camel Light in your mouth, shake your head and keep walking.
In the side of you people of all the shapes and sizes that seem appropriate to a college town that wants the 60's back enough to talk about it as newcomers with cash continue to build build build. Everyone seems in a good mood, many were at Red Rocks for a few of the past 4 days when Phish sold peace, unity, and music for $100 a seat. But the 4 days are over and its time to get back to work.
A family owned glass shop is down the stairs on the right which sells pipes, hitters, bongs (excuse me, tubes), and papers for tobacco use only. If you took the bus across town you could buy the ganja that fills those pipes for $10 a gram at dispensaries for those who "need it" but you dont have a medical marijuana card so you need to call a friend. You've never cared enough to spend the money to set up a doctors appointment to have a stranger tell that they what you do every night is ok. No need to have anyone explain that ganja might help with the panic attacks and migraines you havnt had for 2 years, because you've been smoking. Plus, you've never had any run in's with the law out here, you smoke in your house or on the down-low. Again, civil disobedience is easiest alone.
You double back and go down some other stairs to your destination, Left Hand books. Theres an new books you've been reading about by CrimeThInc. and because its on anarchism only Left Hand would have it. They do, so you hand the money over to the volunteer at the register and start home.
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