I could see he was having an intense conversation. As I got closer to his table, he “ciao ciao”, hung up, smiled, and when asked “how was Lila’s so far?”, he answered, “No luck. I have had three grapefruit with cava mimosas, but no gentleman to accompany me”. My facial gestures showing a “get off the fucking cel phone and act like you are relaxed and ready to meet eye to eye and talk; let Lila be the place for a complete zen experience” deeply touched my grand nephew, so x generation. He smiled again.
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