In Centre Place,
where voices echo against brick and steam,
a young man in glasses
leans forward, pen ready.
Menus curl in his hands,
patrons lift their eyes—
a question, a smile,
the scratch of order on a page.
Around him,
cups clink, chairs scrape,
the lane hums with roasting beans
and the shuffle of passing coats.
He gathers their words
like coins in a till,
steady,
while the city
keeps breathing past the doorway.
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