After losing his job, George began grinding away his morning hours drinking java in a coffee shop. Then he’d linger over lunch at a chain restaurant at the shopping center. Other diners plinked away on laptops; he felt hostile toward the digital universe they’d plugged into. He’d chew up the afternoon pretending to shop in department stores, picking a different one each week to avoid attracting attention. If he were still married he’d tell his wife; but there was no one to tell. Finally he’d hit a bar for a few hours before wandering home to watch hours of television.
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