As usual, this outlet opened at 10 in the morning. The long line in front of it was astir and became noisy with protestation when an old lady suddenly surfed ahead of the others to get to the front of the line, swooping at the trays and hurriedly moving hot-from-the oven loaves of bread onto her trays. The uniquely tasty smell of bread filled the entire room as those in the queue boisterously protested. The old lady seemed determined to turn