Becoming A Storyteller, Part 322

I was sitting on the patio of Harmon's Pub and the strange coincidence of a brutal wave of sunshine, a trickle of sideburn sweat, a beat of silence in an otherwise lively conversation, and the sudden severe decision by my conversation partner that the salad had "too much cheese", that it was, indeed, "all cheese" and therefore inedible -- this unpredictable confluence of forces and behaviors convinced me anew how ripe the world is with turning points and characters and diegesis.

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