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Jos and I went out for breakfast today, as we usually do on Sundays.
We went to IHOP, which is common. the one on Central Ave, a few blocks north of us.
Jos put our name in, and they misread it. they called Ross instead of Rose.



feeling a bit odd. like I was seeing into another reality, or that I could almost step into the valley of the Na, from the book Always Coming Home by Ursula K. Le guin