With irregular web access at Marina City, I've resorted to surfing/waffling at the local Huddle House.
I sit at the same place, in the same booth, every time. No matter that there's an air-conditioner leak in the ceiling over my head.
I still sit in the same place and on the same side of the booth every time. Because I won't be beaten even if drain drops keep falling on my head. Let it drain down on me.
Proof enough.
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