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Ah, Philadelphia. City with no lockers. Y'know, one of my least favorite things about the "war on terror" is the petty stupidities that it throws at my life. Coin-operated lockers do not exist anymore in the city of Philadelphia. I ended up lugging a 20 pound sports bag around the city because even in the bus terminal, there are no lockers. The closest thing they have is that you can check packages with the greyhound people for 2 dollars. And they search your bag. I don't want strangers hands on my underwear. I don't even want a babysitter for my bag. I just want to be able to leave it for a few hours in a place where I know it won't be stolen. But because we must be ever vigilant, I must remain ever encumbered.
But I did get some Philly glamour, and will get even more in the coming days. Ah, Philadelphia.

Rant about Wesley Clark

okay, this is quite ranty, but expresses my feelings pretty well.
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