(This is my post for
therealljidol . Other entries for this week can be found
here.)
"WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?"
Time stopped. The morning bustle of the café, the clinks and rattles and laughs and chair scrapes, fell to petrified silence. I looked up from my laptop at my usual table by the kitchen. Everybody was staring at the table in the middle where
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