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—A.R. and R.V. in a photo
two guys walked into a bar
(this is not a joke, but fun nevertheless)
and sat together over beers as if not a single month
or year had intervened, but picked up
where it left off as friendship does,
as if their last conversation and proximity
had been cleaved by no more than a
sideward glance or blink, and geography
had not set a sea and time between them
—no joke, just two friends in a bar with beers
and rich history, enjoying the fun of resumption
Jim Culleny
11/3/17
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