The thing I love best about Cheers, as I just told Martin and as indicated by its (fake) name (let's call it a nickname) - if you sit still there long enough, eventually all people and things come to you. Just ran into my old friend Simon Lott and out of town musician Tim Collins walking down the street hitting as many coffeeshops as possible in one afternoon (they call it morning, but same difference).
The one thing not coming my way after hours of sitting at Cheers? Words. But eventually. All things in time, in good time, in their time...
Can I count these words?
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