He was just a quiet little man who wandered into the restaurant for coffee or sat in the bar watching the patrons or occasionally sipping on a beverage. He was the waitresses and often the owners’ right-hand man or security. He lived a menial life in a room upstairs in the old brick tavern. But […]
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