When I first met Justine in 1999, neither of us had a television. In fact, I spent most of my 20’s without a television. There were just so many other things to do with my time. One night, Justine and I were on Harwin near Hilcroft, and we stopped into one of the Indian food dining halls that were clustered in the area, all of which have been replaced with more upscale restaurants, the term upscale in reference to what is there now perhaps an indicator of the quality of the food served at that time. The food was cheap and served cafeteria style.

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