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Oh, I don't know about this town. Too much waters under bridges or something.
But yeah, a neighborhood 'tavern' or 'pub'...where everybody knows your name. In return, you remember what they drink and how! Oh, and you listen, and you commisserate, and you congratulate...love it.
This sort of thing I think will happen someday. Life is not so stagnant as I have been thinking.
I think the Christmas morning pub sounds great.
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