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The café's recession had been for two weeks now.. Two long weeks and things
didn't seem like they were going to get any better, so I got used to spending
time watching the customers, and try to guess the story of each one of them,
rather than wasting time on boring repeated news, that filled the newspapers
and the TV..
Sometimes I imagine what each one of them was telling his companion to fill
the gaps in the stories.. Kind of fun and helps passing time, and more
important, it was free..
I took a sip from my tea, before looking from over the newspaper I had in my
hands, watching..
Looked at the lonely girl on table 2 beside the window, who kept looking at her
watch every now and then.. The lucky one obviously didn't show up yet.. Her
face turned over the hour and half she'd spent here between calm, wrath, then
finally rage.. Maybe every now and then she took out her small mirror to take a
look at herself and make sure she was still charming..
Then the blonde hottie on table 5, and her companion who wouldn't stop
talking.. Not a married couple for sure, because the girl wasn't that type..
Probably his mistress, or at least he was trying to convince her to be.. Not the
first time I saw them together because I never forget a face.. Always come at the
same time.. Tuesday afternoon..
I smiled on seeing the blondie entering the place, because the lonely girl in the
brown dress was sitting on the blondie's favorite table, the one besides the
window..