I Hanging out at STARBUCKS. 
"How are you?" (Lady sits across from me at long table)
"How much time do you have"
I smile. "How much do you need?"
"My friend just died."
"Sorry."
"He was seventy seven."
Silence
"Had he been sick long?"
"He lived a hard life. Wife stepped off a curb in SF, run over, killed. Two sons. One killed in auto accident.
Second one died of AIDS. The couple in a great act of charity, adopted three brothers from alcoholic parents. They turned out awful."
I AM THINKING THAT THIS SHOULD BE A TV SHOW.
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