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Chance encounter

Last Saturday I went to have lunch with a friend on the terrace of a (literally) small cafe here in Vienna. Because of a nearby wedding, there were a lot of people around and the place was full. At some point two German tourists joined us at our table. After about half an hour or so, one of them asked where I was from, and then what my name was. And then it turned out he was a tester at Blue Byte back in the mid-nineties, when I worked there.

There is no deeper significance, except for general thoughts on time, and how it flies, and the world, and how small it is.