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It's been a while since you all heard from me. I had a Reuben sandwich from Spoleto Express. Actually, the wife and I call that place "Ghetto Spoleto." How about you? Do you want to call it that too? Should we make that a thing? Somebody get on that.
People always tell you you look like other people and invariably, you rarely agree. The eerie occurrence is when you see someone and immediately recognize them as that face in the mirror. A friend lent us a collection of episodes of the British TV series "The Office," in which there is a character named Gareth who easily is my doppelganger. He doesn't wear glasses and he has a different hairstyle plus his features are even more severely gaunt than mine but I can think of no other famous face that so closely resembles mine. Even better, his character (and the show overall) is delightful to watch.
Big news to tell but must be off to chow down some of Shelly's berry-almond muffins. BIAB (that could be computer-speak for "back in a bit"- somebody get on that).
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