Over the years I’ve acquired quite a few shopping lists belonging to strangers.  I find these beauties wadded up and amazingly placed right where I will find them: in parking lots, shopping carts, wedged in between products on store shelves or just plain laying on the floor.  Some are crazy snapshots that put the inner souls of the writer on display.  Some are boring as shit but since someone took the time to put the pen to paper it has a legacy.  We will dig for that legacy.
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​Vowel Pellet​