It’s so long since the first time I’ve been to RITA coffee. Today I’ve a chance to visit there again, but the feeling is definitely different. I am not mentioning to the lanscape but the person I met there, who aroused my compassion at the first sight. When I went to the water closet, I saw an old man who would give the hankerchief for whom coming there to dry their hands. He was very shy to look at anyone coming. What a poor man! I suddenly thought about my father-a miserable man also. The one who often says that he is so bad luck in earning money during his lifetime, but he’s now pleased with his old age. With him, meeting and seeing off his grandchildren, buying them some candies is his happiness, a very simple happiness that no one can easily have.
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