A man sat in one of the high end cafes located in Country A. on the table before him stood a jar of coffee from which he would refill his cup from time to time. The man looked like he was posing for a photo shot even as he luxuriously drunk his coffee.
He looked lost in thoughts but being part of the military he was still aware of his environment and what was happening around him. He was reminiscing the past. His memories was so sweet that it brought tears of joy to his eyes. The tears that fell freely and his stoic features contrasted like day and night. Even so, no one paid attention to him as he sat at the most secluded part of the café.
