Red door (1993) Картина - Faruk Köksal

In the late hours of the night, in one of the back streets of the city, a man with a melon hat is walking towards the door across from us, his back turned. The street is dark and deserted, with only a hanging lamp illuminating the deep red door. On the partially darkened wall above the door, a sign painted with blue reads "CAFE HERRERA." The lights filtering through reveal the silhouette of the man, his hat, jacket, and white collar. What lies behind this door? Is he meeting someone? Or is it a place he frequents regularly?

As the man approaches the door, a sense of familiarity washes over him. He has been here before, countless times. The Cafe Herrera holds a special place in his heart, a sanctuary where he finds solace in the quiet corners and the warm ambiance. It is a place where he can escape the chaos of the city and indulge in his thoughts.

As he pushes open the door, a wave of comforting aromas greets him. The familiar sound of chatter and clinking glasses fills the air. The dimly lit interior casts a cozy glow, inviting him to take a seat at his usual spot near the window. The cafe is filled with a mix of regulars and newcomers, each seeking their own refuge from the outside world.

He orders his usual, a strong cup of coffee, and settles into his seat. As he sips his drink, he observes the people around him. There are couples engaged in hushed conversations, friends sharing laughter, and solitary souls lost in their own thoughts. The atmosphere is alive with stories waiting to be told.

As the night progresses, the man finds himself engrossed in conversations with both the staff and the patrons. He learns about their dreams, their struggles, and their triumphs. In this haven, he finds a sense of belonging, a community that accepts him for who he is.

As the clock strikes midnight, the man realizes that it's time to leave. But he knows he will return, for the Cafe Herrera is not just a place, it's a part of him. It's a place where he can find comfort, inspiration, and a sense of connection. And as he steps back out onto the dark and deserted street, he carries with him the warmth and memories of the moments shared within those walls.

Связанные темы

CaffeeManDoorRedMelon Hat