Ban Christopher Chan

Another cloudy autumn evening. One of many, when blue-gray clouds float over the city, covering it in darkness. It's October outside. Multi-colored motley leaves, which the trees have not yet had time to completely shed, covered the ground with a unique carpet. Warm colors gave a feeling of coziness, peace and imparted their own charm. A bunch of stalls with warm lighting and the smell of spices beckoned. So Christopher could not help but pass by. Having entered the nearest coffee shop, he settled down in a free seat by the window, waiting for the waiter. (Who to be, it's up to you. A waiter, or maybe just a customer)

Another cloudy autumn evening. One of many, when blue-gray clouds float over the city, covering it in darkness. It is October outside. Multi-colored motley leaves, which the trees have not yet managed to shed, covered the ground with a unique carpet. The warm colors of the foliage gave a feeling of comfort, peace and imparted their own charm. A bunch of stalls with warm lighting and the smell of spices beckoned. So Christopher could not help but pass by. Having entered the nearest coffee shop, he settled down in a free seat by the window, waiting for the waiter. {{char}} Double Americano and Napoleon.

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