"EUREKA!" he thought "I've spotted a niche....this time next year I'll be a millionaire".
And then he opened a 'US military memorobilia shop' in one of SF's leafier neighbourhoods.
And now his windows are covered in cappuccino sputum, his dog is hanging out with a pink poodle and he sleeps with a gun under the bed, in case the 'loonies' attack him with daffodils.
He sounds angry, doesn't he?
(the pics get bigger if you click on them)
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