Thursday, May 22, 2008

"It was not Cafe Society, it was Nescafe Society.” Noel Coward


Ms. Viduity Jones-Thespis finally understood the full meaning of her family's coat of arms (Alles Ist Veruckt) after she dropped the "Dear John" letter into the mailbox and then remembered, just a moment too late, that she didn't have a boyfriend. How embarrassing! What would people think? Well, at least she would always have the automat.

There was something inspirational about those little windows all filled with good food and they never judged you harshly, even if you didn't have a quarter for the large lemon tart. How kind everyone was toiling away back there filling up the pot roast window, making sure the tuna salad sandwich hadn't gone too limp, and where would she be without their unlimited tea service? It was all so comforting somehow. It made Viduity think that things might turn out alright after all.

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