Most beautiful thing seen today: calla lilies, deep purple ones and sunny yellow ones. Or the man sitting at the café table opposite me, laughing.
The café we frequent has never been my favourite. It is too bright, too open, too bland. But it does have nice pastries, ordinary but interesting people to analyze in giggling whispers, and, most importantly, the coffee is not too expensive. It's not the kind of coffee shop I used to go to alone, back when I had money - flavoured lattes, boho chic students, ambiance, lifestyle magazines to peruse.
But this one is OK. It has him in it.
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