Tuesday, 13 November 2018

This morning at the breakfast bar in the city

A man sits at the counter beside me, on his laptop. I am eating biscuits and gravy.

He leaves.

A woman taps me on the shoulder and points to the laptop.

"Is this somebody's?" she asks me.

"Yes, it is," I say.



Submitted November 14, 2018 at 03:07AM by narkj https://ift.tt/2Ted9Xh

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