I wondered why the paper was there and became a bit perturbed as to the activities of the person who had occupied the stall before me. But I was drawn back to the ads, considering them, looking at their locations. Most of them in center city and most of those near hotels and the convention center. Some of them were in the suburbs. Open 24 hours.
Late night stops.
Credit cards accepted. Sometimes when I walk home from University City, across the Schuylkill River, into center city Philadelphia, I look into the mass of buildings and the lights. The city is home to a million and a half people. Somewhere in that mass of lights are people enslaved. Here, in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.