Perched on barstools under the strobe lights, drinks in hand, winding down after a long week, watching the dancefloor, he leaned over and yelled above the pulsating bass,”I’m opening a cafe!”
“A whaat?!” we yelled back, looking about him for some new packet of addiction.
“A cafe!” he insisted innocently. And so he was. And he looked meaningfully at us in the semi-darkness.
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cuz we both thought,that love last foreve. Ondrej Manisha.