Cinderena, a cinder tale set in a diner in Brooklyn

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Prologue.          Once upon a Friday not long ago in the Flatbush neighborhood of Brooklyn, Irena was again wandering off into her mind, from which she seldom escaped at that late hour. The 11PM bells tolling from the tower of the First Baptist Church of Brooklyn, on the corner across Flatbush Avenue from the restaurant at which she worked, echoed as they always did towards the end of another evening shift. Irena waited tables at the restaurant her grandfather opened and her father once owned, yet, somehow, she slaved at, night after night just, so she thought, to keep it