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The Paper Crayon Girl and the Card of Flirtation · 6 August 07
The bartender kept a box of pastels and a pile of scrap paper next to the phone. Just within customers' reach.
The girl on the barstool next to me asked permission to draw a bit. Permission was granted.
She took a sheet of paper. Using each different pastel in the box once, she drew a round shape and a pattern of colored concentric circles.
"You must have ESP," said the bartender. "Your drawing portends the future." *
A man to her left listened and watched.
The girl wrote her name on the top of her decorated paper, and handed it the eavesdropping man.
"Here you are, Sir." she said. "My business card."
"Thank you," he said. "I'll cherish it always."
The bartender reached behind the counter, and pulled out a small slice of cake.
It was round, and iced with a pattern of colored concentric circles.
"Free of charge," he said.
He gave one to me, too. Just for having watched.
So, the above actually happened in a bar called 'Adieu' in the old section of Kumamoto. It was months ago, but bizarre enough to stick in my head.
* Likely a crappy translation, sorry.
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