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It's easy to forget some times just how important the Empire Diner is.
I know I should say 'was,' but I just don't want to.
Another sunset for an unopened packet of Peeps. We've probably all got one, and none of us are ever going to eat them, are we?
They're still perfectly fresh and soft, but if I opened the packet, I'd have to eat all ten at once, because they go stale in a plumber's minute. It's maddening. Another impossible situation.
—Sometimes I think about all the waste produced by putting toys in cereal boxes. First, adults buy and consume many of those boxes, and don't want the toys. Second, most children don't want the toys, either. Or, even if they do, a bit, let's be honest: children (to their credit) probably prefer the delicious cereal, just like adults. A child looks at the toy, thinks about having got something for free, puts it aside, and picks up his spoon. That's it. The proof-of-purchase system (mail in box-tops, get a prize) may not have offered the instant-gratification kapow that today's buzzing, sugar-pissed youth demands, but it was environmentally responsible.
—You have no heart.