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Friday Fictioneers… DISPLACED

It’s been three months now. The shakes have gotten worse. Chef dropped the plate off at the counter, and plodded back to the grill. 3 a.m., liver and onions, bacon and eggs, whores and drunks. Oh well, life at the Huddle House in Chicago.

Lit a cig and stirred the hash browns around. Needed a drink.

Have to remember to put cream down on the 86 board, so they order in the morning. At least he won’t be there listening to the customers bitch if they forget. At 3 a.m they don’t care about cream.

Big slide from the Palmer House.

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Friday Fictioneers 100Word Flash Fiction…  with the debut of new head honcho Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.  Her photo prompt gave me this story from my Chicago days.  To read her story, and find out more about the Friday Fictioneers… CLICK HERE … Why don’t you join us with one of your stories?  We would love to have you.

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I closed my eyes and picked out a story from the past.  Maybe appropriate for the Moonshine Crowd.  We would go to this dive diner at 3am, after a night out at the bars in Chicago years ago.

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