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2002: The Year of the Palindrome

I’ve been in and out of health food stores for almost twenty years and seen so many people come and go they’d probably fill Key Arena.  I could look around this arena and easily not remember more than half of them.

Of the ones I do remember, there was Kitty, and Squanch, and a self-described ’30 something virgin’ named Elderberry (who we called Eldercherry).  There was a guy whose name I don’t remember but who answered the phone “Hello sir or ma’am, thank you for calling Perelandra.”

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The Creatures

I really liked those early shifts at Perelandra Natural Foods; especially the ones in the summer when the Yanks had a home afternoon game.  I’d get up early, still dark out; and wait on the Avenue J platform for the D train, making its way from a deserted Coney Island (it being only 5am).  Depending on the time of year I could easily see the Big Dipper from the northeast side platform.  Whatever the time of year I’d look up and try to identify stars and the occasional planet.

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