Dinner at tavern

Cold but sunny morning. I'm coming home from doctor's office.

At my way there's a russian middle-ages fasioned tavern. I know the owner so i come in to say hi an warm up a bit.
Manager amiably offers me a cup of coffe. How can i refuse when i missed my morning one?)

Wooden table is just perfect. So that's just me, coffee and october.


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