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Drive to the Diner

Poles, wires, trucks, tires Over potholes to the diner- the trip couldn’t be finer. Waitress knew me and asked if my daughter would be joining me. Not today. Coffee, orange juice and water – oatmeal, eggs, toast, a side of … Continue reading

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