Larry and I were meeting for brunch. I took him to a tiny tasteful French café. We sat at the little table next to the window and our waiter dropped off our bread basket. It was Andrew. He was taller and thinner but it was him. He treated us very well. “Have you tried the hand whipped butter with fresh strawberries?” he encouraged as he set
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