Back when I was an everyday commuter I'd have a pop-tart and a glass of milk, or oatmeal in the colder weather. Once I got to work I'd usually grab a breakfast burrito and a Pepsi.
I usually had a lunch that consisted of small snackables that I'd start in on around 11 am thru 1 pm. Then a banana just before I headed home.
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This is Africa, 1943. War spits out its violence overhead and the sandy graveyard swallows it up. Her name is King Nine, B-25, medium bomber, Twelfth Air Force. On a hot, still morning she took off from Tunisia to bomb the southern tip of Italy. An errant piece of flak tore a hole in a wing tank and, like a wounded bird, this is where she landed, not to return on this day, or any other day.