My Dad had to practically walk through a picket line to meet me for lunch. Something his own father told him never to do. Stand up for what's right. Join together with your fellow man and seek justice in the world. But these days, even on this Tax Day, the government is coming apart at the seams. People are picketing. Protesting all over the place. Landlord's are getting rich while drywallers pound the pavement. The ever-growing Phoenix concrete jungle and one man and me.
Still standing.
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