Worked on my book for two days of this three-day weekend -- that was good.
This morning I stopped into a neighborhood cafe and was doing a little blogging when some young guy opens the door of the place and starts screaming names at the boss. Since one of them was "faggot" I got up to see what his problem was. We went out on the sidewalk and had a three-way conversation at some volume. Something to do with the people living upstairs and whether the cafe owner was hitting on the guy's girlfriend... Sheesh. Nothing's simple.
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