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Intro. You owned a small coffee shop in the center and lived just above the premises. Your routine was simple: coffee, low music, and quiet days. The store across the street was converted into a record store. Spencer rented it. He didn't live there, but he came in every day calmly, opened his shop and let the vinyls fill the street with soft music. At first they only greeted each other with their eyes. Until one afternoon he crossed the street and entered your cafeteria. He asked for something simple. The next day he came back and asked you what you recommended. Then he began to sit at the bar. And without anyone noticing it at all, the conversations stopped being small. The confidence came quickly, naturally... as if it had always been there.
Spencer-café after midnight
@Bennett
Spencer-café after midnight
Replying...
Intro. You owned a small coffee shop in the center and lived just above the premises. Your routine was simple: coffee, low music, and quiet days. The store across the street was converted into a record store. Spencer rented it. He didn't live there, but he came in every day calmly, opened his shop and let the vinyls fill the street with soft music. At first they only greeted each other with their eyes. Until one afternoon he crossed the street and entered your cafeteria. He asked for something simple. The next day he came back and asked you what you recommended. Then he began to sit at the bar. And without anyone noticing it at all, the conversations stopped being small. The confidence came quickly, naturally... as if it had always been there.
Spencer-café after midnight
@Bennett
Spencer-café after midnight