Tag: cafe
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WHAT ARE LITTLE GIRLS MADE OF?
She saw him through the window as he approached the café. The arrogant strut, the charming smile, the nonchalant wave. She stopped toying with the sugar shaker and placed it back in the rack and clasped her hands together to mask her nervous tension. How had she not seen it in the first place? How…
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GATHERING AT THE CAFE ROUGE
Typical. Hours of practice on facial proportions, angles and shadows wasted. She’d spent so long getting the nose and mouth just right on each person in the scene. She sighed and mixed the colours. Plenty of medical light blue for most. A couple of brighter hues for the more imaginative people. A small rectangle added…
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NOSTALGIA
‘Closed’. The sign hung on the entrance to Rock ‘n’ Rogers 50’s Diner. ‘What will you do now?’ asked Rock. Rogers shrugged, ‘Head further south, try again.’ ‘Still think it’ll work, huh?’ ‘Sure do. People love nostalgia.’ ‘Sure, for certain things, maybe they don’t want to be reminded about everything.’ ‘It was a simpler time,…
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PICTURE POSTCARD
He lumbered down the narrow staircase. Breath heavy, legs aching. His broad flanks brushed either side of the narrow, twisting spiral staircase. This was not why he had come to Belgium. Finally, he reached the bottom of the Belfort. Dolores and Brad were waiting patiently. ‘Okay,’ he managed a cheerful smile, wiping the sweat from…
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THE CONTRACT
Sitting in the cafe with a view of the Houses of Parliament, he double-checked the decoded message. A simple cipher using ‘The Ambassadors’ by Henry James – the numbers referred to the pages of the book, the first letter of the third line on each page combined to give the location. He had it right.…
Iain Kelly 