“AT DAFNI’S”

The light in the pub was dim and the air was filled with cold smoke. He has been waiting for his mate for an hour now. Or was it even longer? Due to the darkened windows, he had lost any sense of time in the room. He lit another cigarette and stood up. He turned the coin for the game nervously between his fingers several times and finally pushed it into the small slit of the billiard table. He took a cue off the wall and started playing alone.
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