A slice of my life

An old fan on the high ceiling of an Irani café rattles and whirs.
“How’s that lady we met. She runs a food website, doesn’t she?”
Slurrp… A sip of stewed dark brown tea from a saucer.
“The one who lives in Winconsin? I think she’s fine. I haven’t seen her website in a long long time.”
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