Two people with strange posture were walking down the alley. Between them was a huge, wooden box. Inside were flowers, chocolates and coffee beans. The box was tilted towards the person walking behind the other, the person walking ahead pushed it up. The wind was howling against the sky, ravens flapped their wings and fluttered against the branches, banging their heads in the dark and dropping dead, thunder clapped and lightning flashed, the rustle of the trees sounded like the cackling of the witches from old stories.
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Two people with strange posture were walking down the alley. Between them was a huge, wooden box. Inside were flowers, chocolates and coffee beans. The box was tilted towards the person walking behind the other, the person walking ahead pushed it up. The wind was howling against the sky, ravens flapped their wings and fluttered against the branches, banging their heads in the dark and dropping dead, thunder clapped and lightning flashed, the rustle of the trees sounded like the cackling of the witches from old stories.
The Cafē
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