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10-21-19

Tonight I checked into a Motel 6 in South Seattle.  Sitting behind the counter was a slim, ancient black man wearing a navy-blue 3-piece suit with matching Fedora.  He was so absorbed in his horse racing form that he failed to notice me for close to a minute.  When he did notice me he was as formal and polite as I would expect of a man thus attired – a real gentleman.  How I pity those who only stay in high-class establishments.  They miss out on meeting so many interesting people.

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