coffee no. 48

I am crazy about cafes. Sitting at the table, having a cup of coffee or a glass of wine with somebody I like is the vestibule of Heaven.
Today I have been dying to move to the fantastic cafe in Prague. I have been there only two times in my life and I don't remember its name. I don't even know if it still exists. But I will always remember the crazy clock hanging on the wall there. At first sight it was a normal clock, but its hands were moving in the opposite direction... Its face was also different. In the place of 9 was 3, and so on. This way the clock surprisingly showed proper time. I was gazing at it with a huge smile.
Some places give us the eternal kiss.