Passing in the night

It was a year ago, about 4:30 am on the Friday after Thanksgiving. Still really dark. We bumped into each other at the Am/Pm coffee bar as I was heading out to Lake Perris for some awesome bassn’. The fall bite was in full force and after a hectic feast day, some time on the water would be idyllic.
And where was this other coffee deprived, up way too early, person going? The Macy’s parking lot.
If we ever understand each other, we’ll get right to work on the Israeli/Palestinian thing.
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