Once upon a time, there was a boy walking down the street on his way to his favorite coffee shop downtown. He feels the breeze as he looks around, and he sees all the birds sitting on the trees that run through the street. He hears a man playing an acoustic guitar as he walks in the coffee shop, and he immediately recognizes the soothing sound of one of Michael Buble’s songs. The barista says to him, “Hi. What can I get for you?” He stands there for a second contemplating on what to get. The man in the suit behind him looks at his watch and taps his foot, the old lady behind him opens her purse to look for change and becomes distracted by a picture of her newborn grandson, the person behind her was listening to music through his earphones and looking at his phone, completely disregarding the guitar player and everyone else in the coffee shop. The young man finally makes up his mind and orders a bagel and a medium cup of coffee. He leaves the coffee shop with a smile as he looks at the phone number in his cup.
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That was a good ending