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Lunch Time

Met two of my oldest (and dearest) friends at the paper, and we walked to the restaurant.

A grandiose building stands behind a very colorful tile wall, overlooking a road, with no cars going by.

Still time to meet another one by chance, while waiting outside the building.

A hand rests on the seat of a bicycle. On the arm you can see a tattoo depicting two kids, and a lighthouse.

The restaurant was nothing to rave about: slow, very VERY hot inside, and pretty basic food.

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