WELL, AT LEAST THE MEETING WENT WELL!
Fred pushed open the door to the cozy little cafe on a brisk morning. The familiar aroma of freshly brewed coffee enveloped him as he stepped inside. A few patrons sat scattered around the rustic wooden tables, engrossed in their worlds - reading newspapers, typing away on laptops, or engaged in quiet conversations.
Fred's eyes quickly scanned the room, searching for his friend Raymond. It didn't take long to spot him; Raymond was sitting near the window, bathed in the soft glow of sunlight filtering through the sheer curtains. He waved excitedly as he saw Fred, who made his way towards the table.
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