Friday, November 2, 2012
While waiting, for sometime now, for my spaghetti in tomato sauce take out, my eyes catch this view. This is actually in front of me. Out of nothing to do my sense of details opened in full and wow these are a bunch of Cigarettes. And the store owner, appropriately named it, Lighters Galore. Suddenly I remember the phrase, "chika galore", from a friend now based in Canada. That is a little digression, pardon me. And then I remember the Sin Tax hotly discussed and debated in the Senate. And if you were to ask me my thoughts on it? Huh! Even my father would probably be upset.