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Wait!
Oh yes, wait just a minute Mr. Postman
Wait!
Wait, Mr. Postman
Please Mr. Postman, look and see
Whoa, yeah
Is there a letter in your bag for me?
Please, please Mr. Postman
It′s been a might long time
Whoa, yeah
Since I heard from that girl of mine
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We arrive at Wild Ginger early on a weekday evening. It’s an Asian fusion restaurant and one of our favorites. The bar runs lengthwise along the front façade of the restaurant, save for the entry. Small circular tables line the windows that overlook the street, Bellevue Way; they sit opposite the bar. As we enter, we head directly to the bar area, where they have open seating. We select two adjoining seats in the bar and place our bags in an adjoining seat.
Two shallow shelves line the entire wall behind the bar, each discreetly lit with LED strips that emit a magical luminescence. These shelves display the distilled liquors, both flavored and straight. The subtle light shines through the colored bottles like a kaleidoscope, beckoning you to have a taste at the hands of their mixologists.