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  3. I don’t know why but this poem jars me out of my safe routine and inspires memories of walking an urban setting and finding an old diner and enjoying some home made chili. I think it’s the asteroid haircut that gives me, the reader, a feeling of excellent power, courage to get a sandwich and eat it with strangers in public and that great feeling we have after being with people like at a concert or diner and seeing clearly, seeing a rooftop bird and knowing something and respecting the reality of “space” which is so great and in my opinion needed after an extensive period of time spent with other people.

    I echo Johnmalone and welcome you back!

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    1. Thanks Steve. I like how you said respecting the reality of space. It’s really something to dwell on. In it’s immensity and it’s unbelievable tininess. I could use some of that courage myself. Talking to people. I did a lot of that when I was young. And the magic of small diners and hot coffee and a slice of cake.

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      1. I read somewhere about contraction and expansion when it comes to tapping into higher powers, that sometime they are near and sometime far. That always stuck with me as I navigate through up and down, slums and euphoria and what not.

        I think the second most courageous thing we can do, next to ordering a drink at a bar all alone is to order some coffee all alone at a diner.

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      2. We are lacking old school diners here. How are they up in Montreal? I agree, going to a diner and ordering a cup of coffee and a slice of pie is on my summer must-do list.

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      3. I’m ashamed to say that I have not explored the local diners here like I used to in Milwaukee. I’ve become kind of a hermit these past few years, but there is one I know with a diner and booths called The Green Spot that I’ve been to a few times.

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