Entering in pub Myrtin knew that money will cover only a beer. It was the ambiance with faces of expressivity in dreaming to which was absorbed. Ordering was stressful enough considering the exact change and the gaze of disdain of the waitress.
Rendering to a table with no companions he started observing the ambiance in full. By all means that are more nuts in pubs that should be in observatories.
Passing time is revealing men of characters and behaviorism exceeding the pragmatism of the tavern.
Myrtin has borrowed the moods of majorities and is smoking the cigarette quietly. No ones joins his solitude except for the beggars.
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