Our first Friday. Cohen’s Place.

Fridays definitely seem to have a different rhythm to them.
Or it was the cold wind and threat of rain?
Quiet for the beginning two hours.
Someone fell asleep.
Many tourists. Not sure why. A fair few ready for radiohead.
A family of 4 friends.
A mother and child entered together.
And I rocked a pram while another mother entered.
A man pretended to be our boyfriend to help us with a drunk homeless man who decided to stop for a long chat.
Thank you mister stranger, whoever you were, we really appreciated your generosity and care.
A moment saved.
xx aMoment

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