I can’t think of a title

Well I was born in a small town
And I can breathe in a small town
Gonna die in a small town
Ah, that’s prob’ly where they’ll bury me

Lyrics from “Small Town” by John Mellencamp.

I was born in a small town, but I don’t live in one now.  But sometimes paths cross in odd ways that make my town seem very small.  Such an occasion happened today, and not in a good way.

The odds of me running into a conflict of interest in one of the largest cities in the US should be extremely low.

Evidently, it isn’t.