A diner is a mood.It's the slosh of sharp, black coffee poured from a steel tank behind the counter into a heavy white mug.It's the miniature packets of butter and strawberry jelly waiting for their foil to be peeled back.It's the waitstaff who've been scribbling orders on blue-striped checks for 40 years and know how to balance eight plates of pancakes on one arm.
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