When you pay $2 for One World Cafe to hand you a wax cup containing hot water and a unopened tea bag (not even loose-leaf,) you are forgiven if you despair.

Somehow, my headache has disappeared.

Update
Rishika said at 8:32pm
crumple the cup, throw it on the floor, knock the table over and scream “LAME!” and then walk out
it’ll be great, trust me

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MOM: Pass the wine, please. I want to become crazy.
DAD: O.K.
GRANDMOTHER: Did you see the politics? It made me angry.
DAD: Me, too. When it was over, I had sex.
UNCLE: I’m having sex right now.
DAD: We all are.

– excerpt from “The Wisdom of Children” by Simon Rich in The New Yorker Magazine