I haven't had a job since the New Year.
I have looked for work without success.
Men my age are viewed as refuges from the retirement roles.
I have retired many times in my life.
I have unretired as many times as well.
Yesterday I sought employment on 47th Street. I know diamonds. Everyone was crying the blues. Passover was a tough of year for selling jewelry mostly because April 15th is Tax Day.
I called the metal shop. Mr. Tem wasn't hiring until May.
I phoned several galleries.
Goose eggs.
It's a tough time, but not for the rich.
They never sing the blues.
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