

Ben: With a cup of coffee in hand, book too, I sat back and watched the crowd of people usher in and then out of the shop, one after another, and then another, and so on. They had their bags, their husbands, wives, children, and grandchildren in tote too. They carried, also, faces of joy and spirit, faces that gushed contentment and warmth, reddening their cheeks and noses. "So it goes," I thought, and then took a sip of the coffee I had, from the cup I had, and then opened the book I had. I too, I knew, had red cheeks and nose.
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