Summer afternoon, a busy street and a small inconspicuous cafe. A sad man was sitting and drinking his cappuccino. He was upset and depressed because he was alone. Watching the noisy street, cheerful people, summer freshness, he did not hide his sadness. The man finished his coffee, leaving the lonely cup of coffee on the wooden table and left. A lonely man left his mark - a trail of loneliness.
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