Dark side story and a smile 2
Last week, I was waiting for somebody at the Piata Presei Libere in Bucharest and I had a coffee at a small kiosk in the bus station. I noticed three young boys, with no luggage, at the bus stop, talking to each other, their hands in their pockets, as it was a little cold. At a certain moment, one of them took an abandoned cup of coffee from the kiosk, almost empty and he showed it to the other two guys. They were all happy: there was some coffee left inside. One of them split a cigarette in two and […]