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Right. No, I'm just kidding. What arecap, and of course, room for cream. Right.

I'm just kidding. What are you? You know me. Uh, fill it to the rim with Brim and two shots, caffeinated and hot Americano. Hi folks. Hot Americano. That's what they call me around these places. No, they don't. I'm James Lallax, though, and I am sitting at my accustomed place at the long boomerang pattern for Michael Conner at the diner on old highway 23, about 13 and a half minutes from wherever you happen to be right now, depending on how fast you're driving.

if you're driving like you stole it.

I've never understood that.

Drive it like you stole it.

Well, first of all, I didn't.

And secondly, if I'm going to drive it like I stole it,

then what does that mean?

Be very cautious and don't attract attention.

Any other, Well, first of all, I didn't. And secondly, if I'm going to drive it like I stole it, then what does that mean?

Be very cautious and don't attract attention.

Anyway, whatever your pace may be, you will find the diner at the end of the road,

and there's a road that goes beyond it as well.

The boomering pattern counter to which I refer, as you might well imagine, is turquoise with

coral and white accents.

And it's been here as long as I've been here. Shows nowhere whatsoever. It does have a band of chrome around it that'll be some

some kind of stamped metal. You know the kind I'm talking about diner counters. And I always wonder

exactly how many crumb, how many microscopic atomized crumbs are in that little metal edging there? Because you know they got to get there somewhere. Where do all the crumbs go? At the end of the day, does the quantity of bread that you started out with, you know, how much of it is lost to crumbness? Check your toasters. That's what I'm telling you, folks.

Check you.

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