Have you ever been sitting at a restaurant and decided to be a real observer? Watched the people closest to you, eavesdropped on their conversation? I have. And I do, on occasion, as a writing exercise. (I don’t think it’s illegal, especially when I do not interact with them, know them, or any of that). I certainly do not use any of their conversation or information in a derogatory manner. (be forewarned, authors do eavesdrop!) Today, I’m visiting my favorite eating/coffee drinking/thinking place. It’s pretty crowded as usual thanks to a hungry after-church crowd. To me, a forty-hour-a-week worker bee,

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