Burning ’em bridges….

Tea shops had a way of soothing his nerves.. The combination of the acrid smoke, the aroma of the baked goodies and the random topics that wafted in the air had their way of distracting him. 

One particular conversation however, caught his attention. I wonder when we ll get enough medals at any international sporting event… Completely random, and yet he thought about the phone conversation he had, moments before he left for the tea shop… 

If only burning bridges were a sport…

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