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Internet café
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She sit there, quietly

In the internet café

I sit there

At one corner

With my hot cup of black coffee

It has been a while

I observed her

And she obviously noticed

So I opened my book

Pretended I don’t want to see her

And she glanced

Once, and twice

I stopped pretending reading my book

Found a computer

Started surfing the internet

Peeked her with my eye sight

Until she left the place

It was not a bad afternoon in the internet cafe