What about these stroller-pushing fraus in overstuffed down vests and coats with their children -- the moral human shields, the little pretexts for taking up too much space -- under cellophane and bundled into yards of yarn?
What about getting them to stand aside or expect not a guaranteed pace and trajectory on the sidewalk, or a guaranteed triple-booth occupancy at the coffee shop.
These...
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I have hopes and dreams.
And now! Now the time to determine what to do with them.
But all that wouldn't fit in the little box.