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Girl with her auburn tinged brown hair tied back takes a shelf in the coffee house. Sat on a high stool, she grabs a free newspaper that is sitting off to the side. She wears a thick long scarf, multi coloured, wrapped repeatedly round her neck and lower face. She sits propped and ready, watching for them to shout when her coffee is ready. There are a couple of false alarms, where she is half off her seat, before her turn comes for real. Once she has her coffee she can settle, take off the waist length grey jacket, with its fuzzy lined hood. Beneath that she wears a warm blue woollen jumper, a couple of inches of black t-shirt peaking out from the bottom so that it almost looks like a skirt over her blue jeans. She wraps the jacket round her legs, covering her lap. Then props her head on one hand, sips coffee, turns the pages of the paper, reading carefully. Occasionally scanning the coffee for anything that might catch her interest amongst the background noise of people receiving their orders and chattering. One page clearly delights her, her nose with one nostril pierced with a thin ring, wrinkles as she grins with appreciation. After a while she digs into her backpack and digs out her phone. Checking the time, she decides its time to leave, so she wraps that long scarf back round her head, before pulling her jacket on and zipping it up. She bends down and picks up the branded super market bag with her groceries, and the generic blue polly bag, into which she shoves the paper. She slings her bag over her shoulder, then with shopping in one hand, she picks up the cup and saucer with the other and takes it back to the bar on her way out the side exit.

Labels: coffee, edinburgh, girl, reading