i like to visit the cafe, Good One, underneath my flat during the week - when it's quiet. when I open the secret door along the street, I like to order my coffee and then sit inside the roller door and look out onto the street. it's such a pleasure to live upstairs and come down whenever I want. living above a cafe is a real treat. since my flat has been on the market, I have been wishing that no one will ever take it away. if I could, I would take this little street with me, to every city I ever live.
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