he walked up on himhe ran fifteentwenty minutes late 

he supposed hed find him leaning over his cellphone

he was

       he was oblivious to his surroundingdidnt even hear his approach on the steps to the wood patio outside the coffeeshop 

he sighed Dick  Addict 

                          Wha are ya doin

he startled JESUS . . man, you got to sneak up on me?

I didnt sneak

              Ya couldnt hear me over your fixation with that in your handyour studied hemming and hawing  Whas up

I’m pondering this new dating app.

New Yare on two yah

Yeah. But I’m trying this one out too.

Twos a party threes a crowd no

Give me some space, would you? I’m new to this stuff, learning as I go.

                                                                          You ought to get on one so you’re not critical of me, speaking from ignorance – as you so often accuse me.

As yaknow technically impossible An evenif I could I wouldnt Thereby I am deliberately happily ignorant Ya don look so happy

That’s because I’m still learning the rop . .

. . Suffering its learning curve  Looks like it hurts

                                                           Coffee

It’s my turn.

Nah Im late Let me treat you lover

he looked desperately around the patio 

                                         Would you quit that shit?

Yawanna cup of coffee or not

he grimaced Yes. Please.

The usual A tasty shot of hazelnut syrup for my sweet

eyeballs bulged  FUCK. Yes.

One or two fingers

She knows, they know what we drink.

Yah Were boring

Speak for yourself.

Yah Corrected

               Yare enthusiastically boring  Ill be back anthen you can explain wha the hitch in your gittyup is 

inside he ordered The usual

                              Laconia smiled  she was Cambodian  which meant her smile was luminous against her brown skin  they took coffee there for her smilefor her husbands feigned surliness and that their shop was across from the treed grassy mall before the onehunred year old City Hall 

Ya get that knocked out

                         he set the papered coffee cup down on the yellow metal café table beside him  Kanpai

he took the coffee raised it

                             Kanpai 

they sipped 

So whas the hangup

Age.

Whas the hangup

You deaf.

Carry on  I expect ya know wha ages interest ya

I gotta choose in ten-year increments; forty to fifty, fifty to sixt . . 

. . Cant enter thirtyfive fortyfive fortyfive fiftyfive

No. The app only allows decades.

Why not disregard the app an in yer info deliberations write Legal an Alive cadavers need not apply 

                                                                                                         Although on second thought  don negateprejudice cadavers  lubbedup juicedup theyd be willing participants given their arrested state 

You’re sick.

Dude be brilliant astonishing  a lightbulb freakinlightning   

                                                                Gauche is a matter of taste

 

very possibly 1601,  Thursday,  22  7. 21

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