Another lost tale about Marek

A friend asked me, the other night at RudolfaU Rudolfa was not just my favorite bar in Prague, but my favorite bar anywhere I've ever been in the world. It was billed as..., if I regretted how I handled Marek, if he and I were speaking yet. Most everyone thinks I should have just taken him back as soon as the opportunity presented itself.

My friend must have noticed me blanking out earlier because I'd spent the previous 15 minutes or so sipping beer and fantasizing about what might have happened if I'd handled things differently, i.e. forgiven him despite his . . .

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