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There was the typical buzz in the Diner the morning that Seth walks through the doors. He brings himself to the counter, asking for a cup of coffee from the waiter before looking back to the kitchen through the small window. âGettinâ my usual,â he says. And considering the man was here enough, heâs fairly confident at least one of the line cooks in the back would know what that meant. Two eggs, bacon, hash browns and wheat toast with just butterâ itâs all that Seth wants at this point. The familiar dull ache of too many beers behind his eyes and the familiar scent of the black coffee heâs clinging to for energy. âYa know, youâd think yâall would have that shit ready for me. As if I ever get somethinâ different.â Sometimes something additional, if he had someone waiting for him back at his place but never anything less than his daily order.
