COMFORTING THE MAGNIFICENT
Someone around here is making
pea soup, and I can smell the fog :
deep green, thick, like a paste
turning liquid. I don't usually
like food smells, but this goes
down as OK. The diner has a
parking lot, so maybe that's the
culprit. I'll let it be for now.
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We can't hail the cab for taking
us everywhere. It's usually just
one place at a time.
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