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Thursday Lunch

  • etmemeplus1
  • Jun 27, 2019
  • 1 min read

She sits putting on her lipstick. Her sparkling headband keeps her grey hair off her face and away from her lips. Next to her sits her friend and soon another person joins them briefly. She leans on her walking stick and chats before she moves away. Two tables away sit two men of the same vintage. They say their hellos across the tables. Clearly, they know each other quite well. Still the men and women sit at their separate tables. Old habits.

 
 
 

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