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April 21, 2006
Coffee gone, I start eating a roll. Walnuts and raisins and cinnamon. The nuts and dried fruit remind me of the past, but good memories. "Won't your waitress friend wonder why you're sitting with a guy in his late thirties?"I ask suddenly, half my roll gone. No real reason to ask.
Emily blinks, momentarily nonplussed. I store the expression for later moments of reflection- with women like her, that sort of thing's rarer than conspiracy-free governments. "What? No- I bring a lot of weird people. Last week I had Harry the Angry Robot here with me."
I just stare.