There's an Italian restaurant by work run by a Korean couple.
The man - thin, tall, glasses, pony tail - wears a Foreigner Jacket through winter.
One day I asked him if he was a fan and he said he was.
I told him my husband was a big fan too.
And he said, "Is your husband that old?"
Since then he smiles very broadly when I go in for lunch.
I know now that he has traveled to Cuba and India, loves rock music from the 70s and 80s and thinks the music today has "no craft".
He knows that I am Indian and from the South.
We will get to know each other a little more as time goes by.
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