The rhythmic hiss of TLC’s "Waterfalls" spills from every passing sedan, but the melody can't drown out the local news blaring about the Mayor’s latest insults to our school teachers. I gripped my steering wheel in frustration, watching the digital pump numbers climb until they hit **$1.15**, wondering how much higher this "new economy" expects us to pay just to get to work.
The sidewalk is a blur of teenagers in plaid slip dresses and knee-high socks, their plastic Pogs clacking like nervous teeth against the pavement. With all the talk of this new "cyberspace" and Windows 95, I feel like the world is moving "To infinity and beyond!" while my paycheck stays firmly on the ground.
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