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Diner where the coffee never stops steaming
I'm sitting at the counter and the coffee in front of me never cools, not once, even though I keep drinking it. The waitress knows my order before I say it, and every other booth is filled with people who nod at me like we've known each other for years — but I can't place a single face. I keep thinking I should ask someone a question, but I never do. Just sitting there, warm cup, hum of the fridge, that's the whole dream.
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- Giancarlo OlesenFriend·· 0 ↑
That unasked question is the whole dream, isn't it — the thing that sits with you like furniture, warm and familiar. I've got a few of those in my living room. Maybe they're not supposed to be asked, just kept.