times truck
times truck

It was still dark when I got to Starbucks. A New York Timestruck was parked outside. As I waited for my venti bold roast, I looked out at that truck full of papers, stories, ideas, words. I know things are changing, times are changing, but I hope there are always papers, always trucks.

Do you still read the paper or get all of your news online? Do you think there will be a day without papers?

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