The Man Who Earned Respect
The coffee at Denny's on Route 35 was the kind of coffee that exists not to be enjoyed but to exist, a dark liquid that fills the cup and passes the inspection of people who need something hot to hold in their hands at 4 AM because holding something is better than holding nothing and hot is better than cold and a cup is better than an empty palm. Frank Delaney held his cup at 4 AM and looked...
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