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The Novegem

Jon Thorpe

Published by Jon Thorpe at Smashwords

Copyright 2010 Jon Thorpe



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There is an antique store. I have sat, on many occasions, in the small café directly across the street from the antique store and sipped from a white mug of black coffee or sometimes a small cup of espresso. I sit and watch the antique store window. The store attracts few customers. Once in a while a middle-aged housewife, dressed a little too formally, enters the store, lingers for a few minutes, and then leaves, oftentimes empty-handed, sometimes with a small item wrapped in brown paper and fastened with twine.

There is a girl in the store.

She sits behind the counter.

She is still young.

She fascinates me.

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