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After being unemployed for a long time I got
a job as a cook in a cafe where people came
for the beer, but the local law demanded
drinkers had to order something to eat before
drinking. Usually, it was a burger or a cheese
sandwich. If a sandwich came back uneaten
it was moved to another plate and served again,
but I had to open look under the cheese to be
sure no one had put something there, like
the butt of cigarette and so on.  I knew the game
having been a drinker there until I lost my job
of putting a lid on tins of sardines and mackerel.
To be working class when time is good is Ok, but
but sooner or later there will be a downturn
and without proper education poverty beckons.
Written by oskar
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