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Curtis Robbins 173 Solo Dining While Growing Up When my whole family sat down at the dinner table: There was always a lot to eat from corner to corner There was always conversation between forks and spoons There was always conversation between glasses and cups There was always conversation between napkins There were always empty plates and empty bowls But the knife that laid between them all— from mouth to ear— from mouth to eye— cut me off. ...

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