| Pleasure is two things: hot coffee and fine rain• | Evening coffee with turquoise tunes filling the heart with comfort and tenderness• And coffee has a crazy ritual like a novelty dissolving it in the hidden water molecules• Morning in winter, velvety coffee, turquoise tunes and nostalgia for unforgettable days• A bitter-tasting cup of Arabic coffee crept into my veins and brought back the blood that has slowed down |
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