[As always, apologies in advance]
Aught for naught is dearly bought,
What’s lost is sought but can’t be caught,
With coins or barter, sweat or tears,
enjoined, you can’t pay past arrears.
No free lunch, accounts come due,
You conscience will always haunt you.
Of all the food joints in all of the districts in all of Taipei, Dave wants to meet at a thoroughly American establishment.
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