That little sushi place we never made it to
It could have been good; it had potential. There was no sign, and it was inexpensive. If it had good quality, it could have been our little secret to tell others about over drinks, during awkward silences because they were your my friends and not yours, or your friends and not mine. Muffled clearing of throat. It's so easy to get to. I pass by it sometimes. I think it's still there.
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