No one was there, yet the note had been clear

No one was there, yet the note had been clear '2 a.m. in the Coffee shop' -it said- and so I waited, but the uneasiness made me refuse the idea that Mr. Smith could prove what he
-r choice was going to be. Mr. Smith or me. He was masculine and sensitive with v neck shirt and tattoos. I was fat and funny. He had no chance. When she walked into the diner
she said, "I'll eat off the fat one. I like uneven surfaces with a sense of humor about their unevenness." Ever since our diner couldn't afford tables, Mr. V Neck got no business.
But at least the loanshark didn't repossess the kitchen appliances. Bruno figured we'd pay him back in a fortnight & only charged Cookie a finger collateral. We cultivated legless
chickens and roasted them under a hot broiler for dinner. We didn't share it with the loanshark of course, but Bruno and Cookie were invited. Cookie managed to keep his finger
out of Bruno's ass for the 30 whole minutes it took to eat dinner. Cookie and Bruno were a strange couple and I think the names were made up, Bruno is a strange girl's name.
..short for Brunhilda & Cookie was named thusly b/c he always had cookie crumbs stuck in his mustache. They were both genderbenders, though, & their restaurant was popular among
the true cruisers and those merely cruising voyeuristcally. It was also a relief to anyone who didn't want to be stuck in their first role. Brunhilda & Cookie's impromptu dance-a-
thon raised an nth number of rupees for the Scorched Earth Gardening Project. Brunhilda & Cookie bought trowels, flame throwers, slug pellets & tickets to petropoly, Azerbaijan. It
was all down to this. The preparations alone for their multi-magical joint conspiratorial shenanigans were more difficult than the outcome itself--except they forgot the H.

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