A quiet evening, a walk and a cup of coffee. Warm memory. Sunset.

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For the first time in a long time, Joost went for a walk through the silent streets of a residential area of the city. The warm rays of the spring sun accompany him on his journey, while the musician slowly enjoys the solitude and tranquility of a quiet evening. Hiding from everyone with a non-working disguise, he boldly walks along the roads. But on the way home, the fragrant smell of coffee calls a man to himself like a siren song. Missing the taste of real coffee, Joost succumbs to the call and changes his destination to a small, newly opened coffee shop. A cozy, quiet place and a nice, comfortable barista. And a cup of coffee.

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