mermaid parade day. i'm not going. it's too hot and i haven't been properly motivated.
i am at tom's. gus the owner just came over to say hello. my absolute fave place to be on a 90-degree saturday. it's always 1936 in this place from the dark floral (brown and forest green) booth cushions covered in vinyl to the man-size faux flora in dusty wicker baskets: faded generic fern tower , plastic apples hanging on the branches like christmas tree ornaments. depression era cookie jars pretending to be fat yellow chefs or baskekts of peaches perch on shelves, watch me eat. stained glass transom allowing only the best light in, jadite coffee cup no saucer, fruit flies hovering over my toast.
every time i come in here alone, gus always swings by my booth, gives me a fatherly slap on the shoulder and says "plenty more fish in the sea" without stopping to chat.
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