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It was a bright Saturday morning in the late fall. I had stopped at a café to enjoy a cup of coffee and 1 the morning newspaper. Suddenly, I 2 a hand on the back of my jacket and heard someone say, “Hey Steve! How ya doin’?”
3 up, I saw a boy wearing a mechanic’s uniform worn by employees of the gasoline station next to the café. He looked 4 , but, at first, I was unable to 5 where we had met.
