I treated myself last evening to dinner at my favorite Italian restaurant. Within two minutes of my being seated, my favorite Simon and Garfunkel song played over the sound system.
"Hey, let you honesty shine, shine, shine, now
Da-n-do-da-n-do-da-n-do-da
Like it shines on me
The only living boy in New York
The only living boy in New York"
What a delightful experience! :-)
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