So there I was, sitting conspicuously alone at the corner of the big, long table at Starbucks, trying to get ahead for the upcoming week.It was your average busy holiday morning, with a line out the door and barely a spot left to sit. Although somehow, I ended up at a table for eight by myself, with the rest of the place jam-packed with bodies. An obvious fluke. (Either that, or I smell.)Then, right at the height of the morning rush, at precisely 10, "The Fellas," with a combined age of [...]
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