“He can’t shake the feeling that this place is some sort of pyramid scheme, and that those who fail to understand that will be left empty-handed. But there’s no obvious reason for this feeling of his. Maybe he’s ungrateful by nature.” The nation is in economic ruin. Everyone is fighting for whatever scraps are left. Which is why Charmaine is grateful to have a job as a bartender, even if she and her husband Stan are living in their car and moving every few hours […]
It was the ring of counterfeit Elvis robots that did it for me, honestly.
The Heart Goes Last by Margaret Atwood






