I watched a man in a cafe strip mall eatery fold a slice of bread as if he were folding a birth certificate or looking at the photograph of a dead lover.
[And yes, I’d love another Diet Coke, thanks. And the check, too, please.]
I watched a man in a cafe strip mall eatery fold a slice of bread as if he were folding a birth certificate or looking at the photograph of a dead lover.
[And yes, I’d love another Diet Coke, thanks. And the check, too, please.]
And bring whiskey! I need whiskey!