A piece of

Warm, sweet, delicious, an inviting smell. Intrigued, enticed, compelled, sniffing and tracing like a gazelle. Croissant, chiffon cake or sourdough? Inside the open wooden door, shelves present neatly: Fruity, buttery, savoury, firm, soft, crispy. Rich are the treats, row after row. [...]

Woe is me

Woe to those who dwell on the past while the moment recreates history Woe to those who gaze into the far horizons of time while the next breath is of no guarantee [...]

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