The Ships Inn ... Wall Street Station, Honshu

[Fellow Hoodlum]

The doors swung open again, Sophie walked in. The cleaners had been doing their jobs and all the cobwebs
had disappeared from corners and the ceiling.
Tables had been cleared and cleaned, ashtrays replaced, and new bar mats put out everywhere.
The stainless steel and chrome of the beer taps and coffee machine gleamed.
Sophie moved behind the bar and turned the gaggia on, slowly the smell of coffee started to permeate the
room. Pointing the remote at the jukebox she picked a series of jazz funk tracks and hit the play button ...
As the sound started to fill the room she loaded some fresh ground beans into the brew head and locked it
into the machine. Breakfast was starting the right way ...
"Hope a few more make it in today." She thought out loud. "Been just a little quiet round here."
With a large double espresso in a warmed mug, she made her way to a table and sat, leaned back and put
her feet up.
"Lets start slowly anyway." The music washed over her ...

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