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Four noodles means four noodles.

I ordered four. He gave me two. This has happened before.

I thought about making a formal complaint. Then I thought about what a formal complaint would look like, and whether I wanted my name attached to it.

We have machines that can imitate a person. Ordering lunch remains a negotiation.

The man beside me said I should try somewhere else. He was eating the same noodles. I asked if his were good. He said yes. That ended the investigation.

It was raining when I left. The paper bag lasted half a block. I ate the rest standing under an advertisement for a better life on another planet.

I’ll probably go back tomorrow. I know where it is.

A battered teal bowl of noodles with wooden chopsticks
THE ORDER REMAINS OPEN TO INTERPRETATION.
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