Cigarette smoke hangs thick in the air, twirling from ash hanging from cigarettes -
Steamy coffee, dark and bitter, sit in small mugs, waiting for cool fingers to wrap around the ceramic.
A small café, cluttered with tables and mismatched chairs, barstools under neon lights, people laugh and talk.
Tabletops of twos and threes are clustered around by people, talking to each other through cigarette smoke and coffee steam.
Ceiling lamps swing, casting dancing light through the twirling smoke.
An open door allows a rectangle of light to fall through the smoky room, hits the floor, with dust motes floating in the air.
Warm air fingers its way through the door, making the dust dance, the smoke slowly stretching outside.
Weary travelers, transient and forgettable, walk by the storefront, ignoring the clatter of coffee mugs and singsong voices of the waitstaff.
The occasional businessperson nips in for a coffee to go, a croissant or pain au chocolate in wax paper in hand, on their way to work.
Regulars have their own tables, the waitstaff bringing their orders with ease as soon as they sit down.
Empty mugs clutter tabletops; newspapers and ashtrays and plates covered in crumbs take up the empty spaces left by mugs.
Some people lean over the backs of their chairs, talking to others, the waitstaff weaving around them with ease,
Other people sip on their coffee, reading their papers or writing or people watching, absorbing the energy and vibes.
Perfect harmony, everlasting warmth, ceaseless energy, a café in a tucked away corner, a hole in the wall.
Lazy Saturday afternoons spent sipping on coffees on the outdoor tabletops, the cobblestone street filled with people from everywhere,
A tabletop inside, tucked away in a corner, covered with notebooks and pens, a coffee cup precariously placed at the edge,
Groups of friends crowd around tables, espresso cups and coffee mugs in their hands as they talk and laugh.
A café tucked away on a cobblestone street, part of the tapestry of enjoyment and comfort, a place for anyone and everyone.
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