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We enter a little coffeehouse with a friend of mine and give our order. While we’re aproaching our table two people come in and they go to the counter: ‘Five coffees, please. Two of them for us and three suspended’ They pay for their order, take the two and leave. I ask my friend: “What are those ‘suspended’ coffees?” My friend: “Wait for it and you will see.” Some more people enter. Two girls ask for one coffee each, pay and go. The next order was for seven coffees and it was made by three lawyers - three for them and four ‘suspended’. While I still wonder what’s the deal with those ‘suspended’ coffees I enjoy the sunny weather and the beautiful view towards the square infront of the café. Suddenly a man dressed in shabby clothes who looks like a beggar comes in throught the door and kindly asks ‘Do you have a suspended coffee ?’ It’s simple - people pay in advance for a coffee meant for someone who can not afford a warm bevarage. The tradition with the suspended coffees started in Naples, but it has spread all over the world and in some places you can order not only a suspended coffee, but also a sandwitch or a whole meal. Wouldn’t it be wonderful to have such cafés or even grocery stores in every town where the less fortunate will find hope and support ? If you own a business why don’t you offer it to your clients… I am sure many of them will like it.
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I just saw this and thought it would be incredible to share this so maybe it could catch on wherever you may live
Well now I’m crying, this is great.](http://25.media.tumblr.com/400b276df72eda0cde6c7cc1d71bde98/tumblr_mkbiq2u4y91qmvz7to1_500.jpg)
We enter a little coffeehouse with a friend of mine and give our order. While we’re aproaching our table two people come in and they go to the counter:
‘Five coffees, please. Two of them for us and three suspended’ They pay for their order, take the two and leave.
I ask my friend: “What are those ‘suspended’ coffees?”
My friend: “Wait for it and you will see.”
Some more people enter. Two girls ask for one coffee each, pay and go. The next order was for seven coffees and it was made by three lawyers - three for them and four ‘suspended’. While I still wonder what’s the deal with those ‘suspended’ coffees I enjoy the sunny weather and the beautiful view towards the square infront of the café. Suddenly a man dressed in shabby clothes who looks like a beggar comes in throught the door and kindly asks
‘Do you have a suspended coffee ?’
It’s simple - people pay in advance for a coffee meant for someone who can not afford a warm bevarage. The tradition with the suspended coffees started in Naples, but it has spread all over the world and in some places you can order not only a suspended coffee, but also a sandwitch or a whole meal.
Wouldn’t it be wonderful to have such cafés or even grocery stores in every town where the less fortunate will find hope and support ? If you own a business why don’t you offer it to your clients… I am sure many of them will like it.
Source : [x]
I just saw this and thought it would be incredible to share this so maybe it could catch on wherever you may live
Well now I’m crying, this is great.
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2 months ago on March 08, 2013 at 04:03pm
I bet more than half of the people that reblogged this have no idea what the reference is. Shame.
I love this
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The smell of her hair, the taste of her mouth, the feeling of her skin seemed to have got inside him, or into the air all around him. She had become a physical necessity.
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I can be too nice. Well, sometimes. and being nice doesn’t always work out the way it’s supposed to. I’m that type of person who will buy you a birthday gift even if I don’t know you very well. I’ll go out with you on a 2am drinking binge if you need a buddy. I’ll drive far from home just to see if you’re surviving your hang over the next day. Craving pancakes and a conversation? I’ll come with you to Denny’s. No, its not a date and no, i don’t like you that way. I’m just that friend. These things are just in my nature. But it screws me over sometimes and I don’t get why.
Never had the intentions of hurting you like that. You were still learning about me and my habits and this is one of them that takes some getting used to. I guess I’m just upset that you were so quick to judge and didn’t give me a chance to speak. You didn’t even hesitate to dip out in a heartbeat once things started to get a bit rough. I thought I was worth the fight and struggle. But thats okay. Now I know that they were just words. If dropping me makes you feel better, so be it.
Walls up.
3 months ago on February 08, 2013 at 03:12pm
it is what it is.
I’m already tired and drugged up on meds, going to and from doctor’s appointments, I work and run errands and go to the gym, hang out with friends and family all while my body and mind are going through hell and I STILL manage to call and say hi. I understand that you’re just as busy as I am, but just make an effort. If I can’t talk to you, there isn’t any point in doing this with you. If you want this to work, you’ll find a way to make time. Your move.
people fucking suck.
3 months ago on January 25, 2013 at 06:33am
so..
the name's madeleine, but i like madie better. twenty. inked. stuck in las vegas. i'm in love. i may be tiny, but i sure can eat. jellyfish, orchids, baking and coffee are sorta my things. home is where the heart is, and i left mine in san francisco.
