takeout raze homophobic protesters dressed like circus rejects blocked the entrance to the restaurant. inside, a woman without teeth asked a waitress for a pen and something to write on. "we don't have any paper," the waitress said. "what about that?" the woman asked. "that?" the waitress said, looking at an empty styrofoam takeout container. "i mean, i guess you can have that." the woman filled every bit of available space with her scrawl. she grabbed a cup of coffee. she almost took a swig before she remembered it wasn't hers. "i used to work in the service industry," she said. "i never liked the people who had money. they didn't treat me with any respect." then she walked out and took her words with her. 230815 what's it to you? who go blather from