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I haven't seen my friend Rene for a while so we got together for coffee at a shop between our two homes. It will be good to catch up

Now he's decided he's hungry. I'm parking and he'll drive up to a place across town. He drove across town to pick me up to drive me back across town. I don't ask questions.

So we're heading to South First Street, and he asks me to look up the place to find the exact address. Also, he doesn't know the name.

I think I found the place. He said it's the correct name. But they don't serve coffee. And it's a trailer.

So now we're outside a pink trailer with pink children's picnic tables waiting for our crêpes. Nobody here is older than high school age, except me and Rene in our fifties. But I'm sure it's fine.

I asked him where his apartment is and he looks at me and says, "The Schedule!" Strange make for an apartment complex, but okay. What he meant was that he forgot to send the schedule for work. So now we're sitting at a pink children's picnic table and he's on his laptop.