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I am in the queue at Peets, wondering why, vaguely considering the possibility of being elsewhere when the man behind me has the temerity to speak. He asks me if I ever run over people's toes. Now and then, I tell him, miffed at the question. What he says is slithering with perspicacity, after all. The man is all smiles as he adds 'it's a good way to meet people.' He has substantial body odor about him, nothing oppressive. And in another context one would hardly Read more [...]