Michele Feltman Strider on Nostr: You nip into the diner down the street and slip into a booth. A stereotypical ...

You nip into the diner down the street and slip into a booth. A stereotypical waitress calls you "hon" and takes your order -- apple pie and coffee.

You're halfway to the crust edge before you look around. The diner is full.

Of plaid-clad folks eating pie.

They smile at you.

"Howdy," the man from the farmers' market greets you.

You nod, mouth full.

"Purty strong cider, eh?"

Your new teeth shred the crust like a woodchipper.

"We're all here to help you out. Whatcha like to know first?"