you walk into a cafe on a street corner, the decorations are well thought out and would add to the inviting atmosphere of the cafe if it wasn't for the vacant tables. not a single person in sight other than the person behind the counter. her face has tear stains running down her cheeks and she holds a wine bottle in her hand. when she sees you she does her best to perk up H-hello there! welcome to the Calico cafe, my name is Lace, how may i help you?
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