All the light shops are sitting at the three-headed corner of the city. Blue, pink, green, golden, red - various colors of light. However, if you notice well, you can see that there is a piece of darkness in it. Not exactly dark, one point can be called pitiful light. There is a medium sized tin hut in the space between the bright shops, the front part of which is almost completely open. There is something special about the top of the front wall. Dirt can be kept hidden from the last night until the next evening.
Oh, it looks like the real identity of this hut has not been revealed, does it? A restaurant. In the semi-darkness, a furnace is burning on the right side in front of the shop. The furnace fire has a hypnotic power. She invites the fire to be a guest of the restaurant. And on the left is a huge box with a lid, with a price list on it. Before entering the restaurant, you have to put the coin of the prescribed price in the box, the rest has to be paid at the time of leaving. As soon as they sit at the table, the expressionless boys are mechanically asking the customer's needs. And then the brain or the heart is being fried as per the demand in the frying pan. Someone's needs are again only bones with marrow. There is a glass bottle filled with crystal clear warm blood to soak the guests' throats. The satisfying drink has gained a lot of popularity in a short period of time. In the midst of the filth, the small glasses on the table spread the ruby. The small restaurant is full of customers, with no room at the tables. But there is not much noise. The humming sound can only be heard in the low throat, it is becoming monotonous in harmony with the dim light. When you close your eyes, it seems as if everyone is singing an old prayer song in a row. His gentle waves ate the house gently on the wall. And the walls absorb all the dirt and fatigue of the past.
Whether it's the mesmerizing fire in the furnace or the mesmerizing service - what attracts customers again, customers may not know until the moment before they leave the restaurant. Only when they set foot on the road do they look back and realize that they have to come again. Many times, many people come back here like this.
2016.473 SRY