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"An Unexpected Customer" by kadface
The chairs were still upturned upon most of the tables. Approaching each in turn Stana righted them, placing them carefully under. They were red, like the tables, with peeling paint and were comfortably worn in the seat. They really ought to think about getting cushions for them someday. Presently, there was a tinkle of a bell, followed by a sudden rush of cold air as the door to the café opened...

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