S got a call today from one of the bookstores in Chicago about a job. Unfortunately, it's about an hour commute (public trans.) from our apt. One of the further outposts of the chain. It's pretty far south, as far as things go.
But if it's the only thing open to him, well, he's going to take it. Of course, we'll keep our fingers crossed for a better offer. Still. Better than no job.
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