At the End of the Bench, a Man Was Leaning Against the Railing'
Briefly

The man at the end of the bench leaned towards my husband and extended a slightly opened package. Excuse me, he said. Do you want to try? Best dates in the world, he continued. From Africa. From Algeria.
I was confused by the casual familiarity between my husband and this man but did not want to be rude. So I took a date too. It was sticky and sweet but not overwhelmingly so, as some dates can be.
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