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Eavesdropping In the Next Booth

I want your husband she told me. So, I laughed and said, “come and get him.” There is loud laughter. Totally curious, I have to walk past their booth now To see what these women look like I really want to sit down with them to figure out which voice goes with whom.

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L Milton Hankins

Date: 9/11/2021 9:47:00 AM

Oh my. Sometimes I think it better not to hear so much. I wear hearing aids, so I pick up conversations across a restaurant. It is annoying most of the time, but other times, it is fascinating, and I don't want to talk with whomever I'm having dinner with so I can listen! Often I hear things I really don't want to hear!

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 9/11/2021 7:16:00 PM

This is a great reason to eat alone in a restaurant, pretending to read.