I, Vagabot

Sunday Rag for the Homeless

. .. . . . . . G.N.A.S.H.I.N.' . . K.N.E.L.L . . ..

When you're alone, the cops tend to leave you that way. But the interest drawn in the Blockupation made it hard to find a place to sleep in the tEUtonic banking capital over the weekend. If you managed to escape being rounded up and caged with the rest of the rabble, they'd already shut down every other Frankfurter flop.

.. . . . L.O.W .. . C.U.L.L . . .. . . .. . . . . ..

A townie knows that when they say it starts at 9:30, anything before midnight is optimistic. If it's slated past 8pm, then it sure ain't the O₂ - with cheese-jerk charters to cover costs.

No surprise that Berlin's attempt at monstrous transience would lead to delays while fabricators got their fudge straight. Not even by the coming winter could one count on such an opulent crash-pad.

.. . W.H.I.R.L.'.D . . . . . . .. .. . .. . . . . .

Whether you just knew all along that the UFOs were remote, or not, what goes around and around is comin' to your town. And the banished believer brigade will now include dronespotters.

..H.U.E.. . . M.U.R.R.E ... . . .. . . ..

What's in a think tank?

A think navigator and a think gunner.

A.. C.O.N, .. A.M.I.E . . . . .. . ..

"Hi!" Coup

. . . . .. . ... . .. . .. .. .H.I.G.H . . C.O.O ...

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