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Chips. Salsa. Unrequested. Free.
I stopped the waiter. “We have not earned these.”
“They just come with the table, man.”
…My friend warned me. “Don’t fill up on chips, dude.”
…I know the rule now. I have made my peace with the basket. One basket. Two at the most.
Who am I deceiving. There is no number of baskets I would refuse…
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