that is it, the young trainee in the café has dropped a mass of cutlery on the floor causing a huge clatter. All the young men behind the counter gather around to reassure her. It is not serious. A group of people of advanced middle age settles down at the next table. The man who had been silent up to now is talking loudly now, after all, he has two women to impress now. They are all talking middle aged shit. A waste of time.
Still, it is pleasant in the cafe today. The man with his racy companions is getting on eveybodies nerves
The show off at the next table has now monopolised the conversation. He is now laughing at his own story.
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