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You Can Keep the Change

Dear Members and Constituents,
Or should I say dear fellow time traveling sentient beings. As we move forward through time it seems change is intrinsic to this whole process. Winds blow rivers flow, volcanoes blow and blood pumps. The Earth orbits the sun which orbits the Milky Way which in turn orbits the Virgo Supercluster. We’re never the same from one instant to the next. Change in the weather, change in your wardrobe… change in your pocket yet somehow we seem impervious. It happens so slowly we hardly notice –and yet it's there.
One good way to gauge the rate of change is to travel to a place you haven't been in a while, say Ecuador. During my latest trip I noticed cities were getting much bigger traffic is getting worse fast food chains were popping up everywhere. (Burger King anyone?). Older folks die younger folks look older kids you don't know. Everything is familiar yet new .obviously not all things change for the worse. One pattern I couldn't help but notice was the presence of donut stores. These onetime rarities are popping up all over the place. And I'm not talking major chains. It seems like my compatriots have discovered and share my passion for these sweet treats. Even if they can't seem to get the spelling quite right.
So come choose from the extra-large variety of "donas" here this morning courtesy of Brad Christian, donut boy.
Happy Friday!

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