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I was at one of my favorite restaurants, Jason’s Deli, when I noticed the man sitting at another table, eating with his wife and three young children. He was a big, raw-boned, burly guy, who towered over me when I walked by him, both of us on our way to sit down.
He plopped onto his chair, perhaps exhausted from work. I slid into the booth with my wife.
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