She started with a lemonade stand.
It grew into a juice bar by the front door.
The main counter is a plastic bin elevated on paper rolls.
The cups are toilet paper rolls with taped bottoms.
The juices are math cubes of many colors.
Strawberry, lemonade, blackberry….
$1 each.
She trades shifts with her brother.
Their small chairs and stools fill the foyer.
Music from my ipad, Vince Gualardi and Bola Sete.
I sip on juice with the dolls.
It’s been a minute.
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thus the superior man joins with his friends
for discussion and practice