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Sunday morning. Meeting early at Bill's house for a hike in the Marin headlands. I'd been carousing around the city the night before, eaten at Millenium, seen Stomp, and was barely coherent, so I stopped at my favorite hangout in San Anselmo for morning coffee.
With a little caffeine in my, I stumbled back towards my car, and realized that most of y'all have never had the pleasure of being parked behind me in traffic:
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