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      dysfunctional people rub together by way of same floor flats in a city 
      neighborhood. Both are unraveling inside. She powers on as a smiling 
      hipster chef, while he regiments his narrow routine like the Air force he 
      once belonged in, hoping to control his mordant guilt. They shouldn’t get 
      along but find something, in their losses. She's still waiting for her husband who disappeared in Costa Rica over 
      sixteen months ago. He's lost his sense of equilibrium owing to the 
      tragedy of 'friendly fire'. In the end food and loneliness make a bridge 
      to friendship.
 
 
      Copyright 2009 Heidi MorrellAll Rights Reserved
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