The Young Man

 

It was a warm and beautiful summer afternoon. I remember it so well. I was wandering along the narrow streets in Lübeck, a northern German city.

 

The glow of the sunset fell lightly on the colourful high windows of St. Mary’s Church.  The small round iron tables outside a vintage café looked familiar. Weren’t they of the same style of those portrayed in Van Gogh’s Café Terrace at Night?

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