The diner’s lurked at the corner since 1937; hasn’t been made-over since ‘54   Fluorescent signs behind the counter burned out back in ‘64; grilled cheese costs two bits, pie’s ten cents.   Only one lightbulb still burns inside, making the owner’s bald spot shine like the floors he’s waxing.   At midnight, he shuts…

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