The Whiskey Taster’s Flavor Guide

Doing Time In the Coffee Shop

Thirty five years ago I met a man in the coffee shop.
 He told me that he had been coming here for thirty five years. 
I smiled at him and said really?
That was my first time.
Thirty five years later I am still here in the coffee shop.
Today I spoke to a young man.
I told him I had been coming here for thirty five years.
He smiled at me and said really?
This was his first time.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Dietrich Avatar
August 26, 2013 at 5:21 PM
hey, this is really cool!! and that first guy before you? Is he stil there, maybe an old man now sipping his coffee? I really like this. How the heck are you,David? Why have you not spoken to me in over a year?!! are you still at PFT?
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