6.18.2008

7-11

7-11 just might be the sneaky best thing about America.

Once the mercury rises past 85 degrees, people start making a pilgrimage to it. You don't even have to be thirsty. It's over air conditioned environs just beg to be visited. It's cold tiles beg for your white trash bare feet.

There are three 7-11's within a few block of each other in Normal Heights, and, today being a little warm, I was lucky to find the last spot at the third one I tried. Yeah, I know, it's 7-11, wait 2 minutes, Jer, and a spot will open up. Whatever. I was impatient. That's not the point. The point is that 7-11 is fantastic, and it's high time it starts getting its due.
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