The Cafe Mont Reny

The cafe mont reny felt like home. It's true, thought franz, the cafes of vienna were the city's public living rooms. Francesaw that the old man had left the journal lying closed on his table. Next to his empty coffee cup. He got up and moved quietly in careful towards the tablehe didn't want to disturb the man who looked so deeply blissfully asleep. This was francis chance to check the journal to see if his story had been published. Franz took the journal and then tiptoed back to his own table. There was no sign of his story on the first few pages or the nextb Then he reached the final pages of the journal

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