Friday, August 06, 2004

Rough times for Riggs

It's a gut-wrenchingly gorgeous day outside, and my lunchtime stroll was only interrupted by the Riggs bank in my building being robbed. Which, as long as nobody gets hurt, is a charmingly retro kind of crime. Although with the Pinochet thing and all that lately, Riggs must be having one hell of an annoying month. I vowed to keep my eyes peeled for one tall skinny guy, and two short fat guys with striped shirts, black bands over their eyes with eye-holes cut out, and big sacks with dollar signs painted on them.


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