A Challenging Means to a Victorious End.
I was sitting alone, in a quiet hotel restaurant, iPad in one hand, fork in the other. A woman at the bar got up, holding a gin that was unlikely to have been her first or even her second, and sidled over to my table. “Whoa, I always feel so sorry for people who have to sit all by themselves in a restaurant. What’s the matter honey, don’t you got a boyfriend?”
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