Wednesday, September 13, 2006

the dark shelf

Some day we will go in and the shelves will be dark and the counters empty. And the ghosts of old chefs (and old chiefs) will walk the aisles swinging their cleavers. And the old people will say "I used to work in here, and my father worked in Ford's. Some special few will say: I once had lunch with you.

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