Today I ate lunch by myself in a Japanese restaurant. The last time I was there, I said goodbye to a friend who was leaving the country. I chewed on egg and chicken, clumsily scooping up chunks of sticky rice; sushi travelled past, colours and textures blurring pleasantly. I avoided reaching for the expensive plates. Beside me was a man in his
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