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June 24, 2010
My newly acquired pal, at the Starbucks I tend to do work from, comes with his own set of quirks. He's nice enough, watching for one of the two coveted raised up tables to be available and then waving me down.

He's also the keeper of the newspapers, helping people find their favorite section when they're poking through the discard tray. He is especially proud of helping the policeman who frequent this place.

He thinks it is safer with them here. I don't point out the completely obvious fact that we're in a suburban shopping center with very little crime.