Breakfast at Venus

Upon finding a coin return empty, she had perfected another technique which if witnessed by an officer of the law would get her scolded and me arrested. She is barely four feet tall but could rock the largest newspaper dispenser from front to back with such vigor that you would swear she was fueled by pure adrenaline. Maybe was the low blood sugar. I have been known to attack a vending machine if money is taken from me and no product delivered, but I cannot recall attacking a defenseless newspaper dispenser with the intent of obtaining cash. It had to be the blood sugar.

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