It's just as stunning as the first side:
You know, I would love to buy vegetables from a guy who's that fat and surly-looking. Unfortunately, there are no such guys at the Frank's stand in the Market. They're all younger and guardedly friendly. But still, if you must buy vegetables and, God forbid, fruit, Frank's is the best place. They won't treat you completely wrong. Would a place with such a great truck screw you over? I don't think so.
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
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