The bell hung at the door
tinkles but do not give me the least effort to lift his head from the desk and see who the next tourist to enter the coffee and do a typical '' mimic '' for me to understand her accent. In February * New York is full of tourists looking to make a snowman.
_Excuse. - A woman's high-pitched voice through my ears, pulling me from my thoughts.
'Yes, what you want? - I ask this without much animation in my voice.
_Hum ... Let's see ... I'd like a macciato caramel.
I drive the machine located on my right and put hot liquid in the cup, placing the glass on the counter.
_São Two dollars. - I say and the girl reaches into his pants pocket, leading to counter the exact amount. She takes the glass and withdraws from the establishment.
I support my elbows on the counter, putting his hands on his face and turning my attention to local news.
Time passes usually without much turmoil in coffee, just the same lady ever coming every day afternoon coffee.
Turn out the lights and coffee background check if the doors are locked. Leave the store and lock the door, following the way to my house.
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Valentine (English Version )
De TodoSome people have the gift of seeing the world in a different way, a thought-provoking way. For Valentine there are pansies, eternal friendships and all remaining illusions that the world offers.
