Wednesday, April 24, 2013

3, 4, 5 ...

Our friend Jan recounts a visit to Maxwell Street, one of Chicago’s famous street flea markets. As she was walking through the stalls she could hear a man shouting: “Three Four Five.” What was that about? Was he counting? Was there a race? Was he “not all there?”

When she got closer she realized what she was hearing. Not “Three Four Five,” but rather “three for five.” He was selling sox. And you could buy three pair for five dollars. 

Makes sense ... now?

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