Wally’s Cafe

I got back from Denver late Sunday night, dragged myself into Manhattan for work this morning, and started IMing with Roy as I set up the test environment.

Roy: I ran into Harold at Wally’s Cafe this weekend
Meg: oh yeah?
Roy: somehow he hadn’t noticed I was sitting there reading near the door when he came in, had his entire lunch, and also read for a while,
and didn’t see me
when I noticed him as he was leaving
ok, so I could have also noticed him earlier
Meg: Aah, my two best friends in New York. Sitting in the same cafe.
Reading and ignoring each other.



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