"How was your meal?" asked Mr McDonaugh, the restaurant's owner and chef. We didn't know each other well, but I'd gone to school with his son, Gene, and he knew that, so he was always friendly whenever I ate there
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Don't feel dumb because there's nothing to get. This was a stupid story based on an amusing idea I had; I whipped it up spur-of-the-moment and didn't give anything much thought.
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