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11.20.04, saturday morning
When I lived in Berkeley years ago, I'd read Ben Katchor's comics just after the SF Guardian had come out, every Wednesday evening over a supper of one roasted chicken leg, tabbouli, and mashed potatoes from the pita house downstreet.