About a month ago I hit the curb on my bike and went flying. I had been distracted by a homeless couple who were shouting in each other's faces about the right time to get up and leave their tent,
I cracked a knuckle on one hand and scraped the skin off most of my right knee, but, worse, I torn my new black jeans. (Black doesn't show chain grease.)
The problem is that the jeans cost money, so I ought to keep wearing them. The rip in the knee, tho, makes the jeans look stylish. Not good. I have to ask myself, What would Bernie Sanders do in my place?
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