This coffee house is cozily furnished, much better than the time when it was still on the first floor. Customers are all from the neigbourhood, ladies chatting about their daily lives. Some preferred standing at the counter table, looking at the machine dipping out distilled coffee drops.
A wonderful quality time, flowing with perfect songs of Emi Fujita. Didn't bother to check out my watch.
However, it'd better if were a smoke-free cafe. Fortunately, no one was smoking around me today.
I started with a new book, Walking the Bible, a journey by land through the five books of Moses. Wonder when I can pay a visit to these places where I feel so remote but connected.
'In the Middle East, I realized, the Bible is not some abstraction, nor some book gathering dust. It's a living, breathing entity unencumbered by the sterilization of time. If anything, it's an ongoing narrative: stories that begin in the sand, get entrenched in stone, pass down through families, and play themselves out in the lives of residents and visitors who traverse its lines nearly five thousand years after they were first etched into memory. That was the Bible I wanted to know...'
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