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Hmmm. It’s times like these that make me question what I’m missing in these changing times. Are people looking to buy? Looking for descriptive pictures for what an item looks like? Wanting to see who has an item? Lonely and needing someone to talk to? Like watching others devote their time to help without acknowledgement? Maybe it’s the telltale signs that old days of handshakes, a person’s name, and his word are a dying thought in one’s mind. Makes me remember my grandfather chuckling about people buying a bottle of water, a man walking on the moon,Nixon claiming he wasn’t a crook, and people buying the rocks we removed each year from the fields before planting. Longing for the good old days could be as simple as turning off the air conditioner.