I Lack Social Grace
I'm reposting this piece from The Hungry newsletter because I wrote it and I can do what I want.
It's early Autumn in Austin, TX, and I'm walking through the door of a downtown coffee house to meet a friend. Truthfully, I consider them more of an enemy combatant because I wasn’t there to socialize. I was there to fight for my life. It's relatively quiet on 6th Street at 7 pm on a Wednesday, and I soon may be the lou…
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