By Vishal
Date: 2002 May 16
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It's strange how certain places at certain times attract certain people. The nighthawk time coming up on the hours when a different kind of personality moves quietly into the almost empty late night diners and 24 hour coffee shops. These are coffee and cigarette people, the kind who seem to carry old regrets in the pouches under their eyes like unforgivable sins, whose unblinking early morning stares are testimonies to their fear of sleep and it's companion ghosts. These are private people, the strange few for whom loneliness is a desirable thing, the better portion of lives of uncertain value.