Chapter - 33
The cafe tables in their rich deep browns, and the chairs elaborated the beauty in olive green. The interior decor has an archaic touch to it. Whether it be the paintings of an enormous face, with green hair made with decorative leaves on the walls or the lamps made of husks and woods. They were calming in the sense of their precious aesthetic. The aroma of burning coffee and orange with a hint of nutmeg mixed in that mist of the air with its dark aromatic perfume calling me in to sniff and endeavour and take some away with me. I don’t think I can ever forget this day coaxing an inner smile that warms me up from within.
It would exhaust anyone to wait for a table here, looking at the crowd inside, I perceived. I looked around to just see unfamiliar faces. There was a big ……
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