"Why do you always come here?" I asked the beautiful girl sitting infront of me. Her light brown hair fell lightly on her shoulders, eyes a capturing shade of blue. She moved her eyes from the window where she stared at the people pass by and looked at me. She took a deep breath as she took a good look around the old coffee shop full of dust and that looked like it could break down anytime. Without looking at me she answered my previous answer. "Less is more." In that moment i understood.
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