Clearly bent and wearied by life. As she dries her umbrella with a shake as well-practiced as an old dog drying his coat, she looks up at the bartender and says "self-pity party in the corner! If that's not your thing, keep clear, honey-chil'. I need a beer, stat."
The Monday Cafe, rebuilt.
20/06/2011 09:59:47 AM
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*enters*
20/06/2011 11:36:05 AM
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an old, old woman shuffles in
20/06/2011 07:13:08 PM
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You're only as old as the man you feel....
21/06/2011 09:03:31 AM
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Do you have anything for migraines?
20/06/2011 08:52:23 PM
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*Comes in quietly*
20/06/2011 10:09:06 PM
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*still spots you*
21/06/2011 09:11:43 AM
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Re: *still spots you*
21/06/2011 07:20:10 PM
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Re: *still spots you*
22/06/2011 08:55:32 AM
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Trust it to reopen the one monday I am not camped beside my computer
20/06/2011 11:24:11 PM
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All part of the service *tips imaginary hat*
21/06/2011 09:15:16 AM
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Re: All part of the service *tips imaginary hat*
21/06/2011 09:18:08 AM
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*Plonks down beside Elaine*
21/06/2011 05:39:09 PM
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*arrives Tuesday, looking for a sign with the opening hours* *NM*
21/06/2011 07:22:18 PM
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Well that's easy enough.
22/06/2011 08:43:00 AM
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My whites are blinding!
22/06/2011 02:48:36 PM
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