When I walked in to the café
I saw a long line of people waiting to be severed. I didn`t know whether to
stay or go. I went I couldn`t be bothered to stand up and there wasn`t any were
to seat. So I wandered off to visit other shops in the town. Later that day, at
about 1:00pm I wandered backup to the café the queue was gone. A gentlemen invited
me in for a coffee. As I ordered a coffee he shouted, “But I’m afraid it`s the
last one.” The man was nearly was in tears. I didn`t know what to do. I wanted
to run out.
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