Another visit to Penny Lane. You can see the yellow chair to the right that was in an earlier post.
A great place to spend a rainy afternoon. A day that might have been wasted on complaints and boredom. Time really does pass quickly in a place like this. So many thoughts that stirs the mind. Books to browse, conversations to overhear and also participate in, the aroma of a freshly drawn espresso waiting to be slowly sipped. Just outside the windows by the yellow chair is a whole world passing by but in here...off the sidewalk...my time is my own.
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