So, you're walking to lunch.
You've got it all planned out,
which restaurant for lunch, dinner..etc.
Then you walk past stalls like these,
the sizzling pop crackle hiss of grilling meats
the hypnotic smells wafting up your nose.
and and and
get this: a makeshift stall next to it,
complete with coffee machine
assortment of beans(not magic)
arabica, blue mountain..
Pwoarrr
what lunch plans?
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