July 30, 2011

Oaxaca

Two strangers.

One cafe.

Five cups of coffees. Three for him, and one for her. One expresso shared. 

Laughter, intrigue, magic.

Travel, music, food. What else is there in the world that is worth talking about anyway?

Lazy Sunday morning turns into enthralling Sunday afternoon turns into intimate Sunday evening.

A finale of smell, texture, and taste.

Two people.

One moment.

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