"Hi, welcome to Taco Bell. Hope you're having a nice day," said the girl standing behind the counter. Her monotone voice so void of emotion it could have been computerized. "Define nice," I answered, and looked around at all the colored plastic and brushed aluminum and wondered why this was what fast...
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I was right in the middle of a late-night rush in the deli when Jeffers, one of our regulars, came slamming in like a lion late for a feeding. Most of our regulars are a pain to be sure, but Jeffers is in his own category. He’s hairy all over with this crazy-looking, giant...
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The echoes in Kolkata’s Albert Hall Cafe were vibrant and gloomy. As I sat at a table and read Tagore’s “The Living and the Dead,” the indiscreet murmur of the room settled into my head rather than Tagore’s words. I folded the top corner of the leaf and closed the book. I looked around...
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