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You ever had a moment from your past that you wished you could re-live again? Not talking a whole day like Groundhog's Day with Bill Murray. Rather like a fleeting sliver of time where you went 'what happened?'.
A few years into living in San Francisco in the late 1990s I bounced around from one crummy job to another. Mostly art related, picture framing. One spring I spent a stint working in a shop in a somewhat showy upscale neighborhood called The Cow Hollow on Union Street. As was my routine, I would clock in, do a bit of work and then break for a cup of joe at the friendly neighborhood Starbucks a few blocks up. It was a bustling, busy crowded day as I patiently waited in line for my Venti black.
Behind me was a couple talking: an older gentleman with a woman. They sounded like they were running through a project they were working on, a talk at a public venue of some kind.
Out of curiosity I turned around to glance at them. Didn't know the lady.
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