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}}Until [[coronavirus]] came along an embittered, disregarded, disenfranchised, but yet strangely redundancy-proof contingency, made to live out their days in an enormous, drafty warehouse in Aldershot, with a suspiciously small number of parking spaces, and only one establishment selling edible food within realistic walking distance of of the facility, being the sole franchisee of ''[[Chester the Chicky Chick’s Charcoal Chicken]]'' “chain” of “family restaurants”. | }}Until [[coronavirus]] came along an embittered, disregarded, disenfranchised, but yet strangely redundancy-proof contingency, made to live out their days in an enormous, drafty warehouse in Aldershot, with a suspiciously small number of parking spaces, and only one establishment selling edible food within realistic walking distance of of the facility, being the sole franchisee of ''[[Chester the Chicky Chick’s Charcoal Chicken]]'' “chain” of “family restaurants”. | ||
But [[every dog has its day]], and boy oh boy, [[coronavirus]] | But [[every dog has its day]], and boy oh boy, should [[coronavirus]] have been yours. | ||
But ain’t life a bitch sometimes? When, finally, we have that [[black swan]]-fluttering, [[long tail]]-wagging, epochal event of systematic disruption, where the very citadel to which we all flood, day in, day out is crippled, a toxic ghost town with a three-mile exclusion zone — when finally your tired, your poor, your huddled masses, the wretched refuse of your middle management layer, yearning to freely populate their decks in a draughty warehouse — when at last they trudge like the obedient beasts and fowls through the teeming deluge, two-by-two, to your magnificent hill-top ark ''where you have been waiting an eternity to give them succour'' — | |||
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*[[Coronavirus]] | *[[Coronavirus]] | ||
*[[Every dog has its day]] | *[[Every dog has its day]] |