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At the Resto Depot
I was at Resto Depot today for lunch. I had a miso noodle salad with an Avacado scooped out with two scoops of crunchy veggie or no veggie balls . they had exquisite seasoning too. There was much lettuce ,the noodles were cooked. There was dried crisp tasty noodles ,thank you. I drank a glass of water .This dish is a subtle smooth aged single malt whiskey, Hard to eat slowly -I ate it quickly. Desert was a cup of cantaloup scoops . Happiness is the circle of glad folk, I sat with six in all three to me spoke. First folk were two ladies a nice chat had, Next dude ignored me I didn’t feel bad. A dad and son next they ordered a meal , They ate quickly: lunch is a sweet deal . One was a doctor offered free rub down, I said I live in the far part of town. Our chat was nice he got up and split, Noise is an irritable dish : I sit. Solitude is a silent street.3 bare seats I was musing when to write my conceits. Resto Depot a hip place to hang out For the in-crowd to be without a doubt. Could not write my poem -my time was up I looked at my watch ;my ride picked me up .
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