Monday, December 05, 2005

coffee no. 39

The very old woman enters the shop. Her appearance is nice and really neat. The lady looks as if she was going for diner to the expensive restaurant or something like this. I'm looking at her perfect hairdo, a subtle make-up and smart clothes. My sight is going lower and lower and suddenly stops near the floor. On the feet she wears the brand new, glaring white Nike sneakers. Lovely.