1) In yet another sign of increasing local homelessness, a (scrawny) (disheveled) (middle-aged) (black) man at a bus-stop is talking loudly with another (disheveled) (black) man with a fur-lined hood drawn up around his face, and he's saying how he forgot something, and then the other says he might have left it in the restroom, at which point the first man immediately turns on his heels and starts loping towards the nearby public library.
Then, like ten minutes later, when I'm inside the local library, a heavy smell of marijuana smoke is coming from the men's restroom (the first time that that's ever happened, whenever I've been there).
2) The double-wide egg refrigerator of the local co-op is almost entirely empty, apart from one scattered shelf of half-cartons of eggs, like maybe six or eight or ten in total, and a (younger) (fattish) (bespectacled) (bearded) (vaguely Latino) store worker and a (younger) (taller) (mildly plump) (round-faced) (white) woman with (round-framed glasses) tell me that it's not just one thing happening that's causing the egg shortage, but it's multiple things happening at once.
Like, one farm was struck with bird flu, and, another local farmer sold off all of his chickens, and went to go hike the Appalachian Trail.
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