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Sitting all alone, sipping tea, munching a scone; elderly woman in a quiet coffeehouse looking for conversation. "That was delicious", she says to the young server seemingly busy. She tries to make eye contact; the young one averts her gaze. It's like that most days... staring at windows and walls. Human connection: a rarer commodity for those who so need it most.

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