It was a warm autumn day, perfect for sitting outside at Starbuck’s, and many people apparently agreed since the tables were all filled. Coffee, conversation, laughter and shared gossips animated the scene. Then someone spilled her coffee, but the dark liquid didn’t splash, instead it hung suspended in the air, as everyone else froze in mid-gesture and mid-speech. Pigeons flying by were pasted like photos in the sky. Traffic stopped dead. Clouds halted overhead. Suddenly a Voice from the heavens boomed, “Sorry. I got distracted. Resume.” And everything went back to normal.
"Classic"
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