Our next interior minister

I’m currently putting together an e-commerce site for some people here who want to sell their products abroad. Since I haven’t yet found my next fixed address, this means writing PHP in internet/phone shops. Yesterday I was in a Punjabi one in the Raval when there was a sudden bout of frenzied rustling from behind a small wooden partition. The boy behind the counter rushed up, tore a keyboard from its machine, pulled away the wood, and beat the rat to death. The Shift key no longer works.

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