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Post by Jorn Kopaka on Nov 9, 2009 13:11:23 GMT -4
Jorn walked inside the old coffee shop. About half of the letters above the door were dark. Inside it wasn't much better. There was another person sitting at a table in the corner, further it was completely empty . He now understood why it didn't really matter if the lights at the front door was broken or not. If you wanted to be there you already knew about it if you didn't you wouldn't want to go there anyway. He sat down at the bar and waited for the waitress to notice me. He looked around to the person in the corner. Jorn had come to this beat up town to investigate some missing persons. He wasn't even sure if it was his kind of job but even though he felt it was worth a shot. He wondered if the man in the corner knew anything about it.
When the waitress finally noticed an other customer had entered she turned around quickly and asked. "Can I get you anything sir?" Jorn looked up. He had completely forgotten about the waitress. "Just a coffee please." She turned around once again. Jorn returned deep into his thoughts waiting for his coffee.
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