You might be a messenger if you find a patch of sunlight in early autumn Seattle and decide to sit down on the sidewalk to work on your shin tan. From other messengers you get a heads up. From locals you get nothing. From tourists you get a double take or two. From homeless people you get a big sloppy poopy-pants kiss. 
You might be a messenger if you recognize bicycles from a couple blocks away and if you see one locked up you know who it is, where they are, what job they’re picking up and what time it’s due…you know who got laid off, who got fired, who quit, who got hired, who just started this week, who might start on Monday, who’s training who and how long that could take.
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so you missed the Presidential debate?
Watch this video, It may be more important in the long run.
Thanks to JP
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