The night brings many things, sometimes eventful, sometimes nothing more than a memory that fades in the passing days. To my surprise Winter was a hard season for a diner but I stayed open and I dedicated my life to it, but no one ever came in. Not until one barren Wednesday night, despite my better judgment I stayed open and much to my surprise a couple walked in followed by a man in a suit and hat. You forget how it can feel to be surrounded by a swirling pool of new people, new experiences, new feelings, until it happens. I studied the trio, each of them remaining silent as not to disturb the other two. The woman wore a red dress and had long red hair that almost ran down her back like the line of fire when you strike a match, and the two men had on tailored suits and brought an almost too lingering cologne smell. The three didn't know each other, or at least it appeared that way, the deafening silence almost rang too loud for the four walls we were held captive by. Eventually the man with his girlfriend, or fiancee or whoever she was attached to him spoke, his rich tone rang through the restaurant, he started asking about the diner, which intrigued the others to join in before long we had an unspoken bond that can only be shared by people in this space at this time of night. We laughed and joked until morning and it made me realize maybe tonight was just a passing memory but for the amount of time we were together it felt like the most eventful thing happening in the world, it's amazing how the night changes not only people but the memories we share.
I'm so glad you like Hopper, too! And I really like the last bit of these piece where you describe how a group of strangers can come together to share a memorable late night moment.
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