Tonite as we read quietly at a table in our local Borders bookstore, a middle eastern man hurried and excited, asked if he could sit at our table (possibly the only one with an extra chair).
When we nodded "Yes", he placed this ratty ragged briefcase on the chair, disappeared to read magazines at a nearby rack and never returned as long as we were reading at the table. ~N
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