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The Red Dog

I have this mundane routine, where I go out once a month to the same place, sit at the same table order for my coffee and then tell the waiter to get me something that he thinks I may like. I happened to go out the other night, my regular table was taken by a young couple. The manager offered to seat them at another table so that I could sit there. After being tempted into taking his offer, I decided to not be the stubborn prick that I usually am and sat at the next table. Continue reading The Red Dog