Boom continues to reverberate tone when the night is getting intense. Among the roar of the music, eyes twinkling Ko Mark endlessly. Her legs briefly stepped to the left, to the right moment; rotating in the table - a table surrounded by guests who enliven the night coffee shop. Tireless lifted his hands, danced the smartphone in his hand. Perpetuate the joy of the meggoyang stores.
Her lips smile radiates, dihampirinya occasional table in the right corner. Talking with Mother who faithfully accompanied him that night; calculate and receive the proceeds cups of coffee. In a woman who crossed in front of him, given the task to make sure no one missed the order is delivered to the tables of his guests.
Millenium Coffee Shops, coffee shop name that starts from a small shop with no name a dozen years ago. Managed family business passed by Ko Mark, has now become one of the major coffee shops in the City 1001 Coffee Shops, Manggar.
Millenium more lively with hoarse voices are still faithful sang sang puja although the agency began to weary. Energy of a cup of black coffee on foot also encouraging step in the cycle of despair that the stronger binding.
Manggar reminds curls, child rainbow of Hanging who never tired of pedaling beetle-by-pick a box of chalk. The boy who never gave up waiting for a meeting with A Ling, daughter of heavenly owner tapering fingers in one corner of this city. In manggar, rasaku decomposed in a cup of black coffee blaxican food truck together catapulted increasingly desperate longing to form Hadirmu.
I glanced at my coffee cup living quarter when a plate of hot fried bananas back on the table presented. Kepok bananas fried with rice flour so crisp skin on contact with the tip of the tooth. Sweet felt until the last piece disappeared behind the burrow mouth.
I respect my loved mother I excused myself rainbow army of friends whom I love my prayer accompanies do not stop dreaming, I keep to myself if the Lord wills, we will meet again ... (Fond Farewell - OST. Musical Rainbow Warriors)
Life continues to spin. In the form of heart that day of wrestling with the taste, I speak. blaxican food truck In a cup of black coffee and a plate of hot fried bananas, liver mirror. Every journey has its own story. Meaning that if let's you capture a moment and clear your heart dwells blaxican food truck think of passionate emotion. If only you were there, enjoying the sparkling eyes, cheerful smile and goes endless laughter from behind a cup of black coffee kuijinkan clutching miss you.
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