I'd only gone into 7-11 to buy a water. The cashier told me that, if I ponied up for the bigger size, it'd be 2 for $2. A steal, I thought, and I quickly acted on her suggestion. Got back to the counter and she commented on my metal bracelet, asked where I'd bought it. My answer: a thrift store. I asked after the tattoo on her forearm, an incredibly detailed rendering of the Millennium Falcon, as yet unfinished, and there to cover up the failed tree rings tattoo just beneath. She told me how...