Hell's Kitchen, New York City
Although the restaurant was full of NY police, we weren't selected for a random bag search. Good thing since we were carrying counterfeit bills, stolen art, forged social security cards, bootlegged DVDs, and way too many controlled substances.
Douglas ordered three eggs (over easy of course), potatoes and toast. I had a western sandwich, which is basically a small western omelet on an english muffin. We shared a plate of sausage and both had water and coffee.
© 2005
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