The guy in the next booth comes around, carrying a dark wool coat. He flashes a smile at me as he drops the coat in the booth. "Be right back," he says. He returns with a plate of fries, and a coffee mug. He sets both on the table, then settles across from me.
"You just came in here for fries?" I ask.
"No, a whole meal. I got the fries on the side."
So he'…
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