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The coffee was finished while still hot. The steam rising from the cup still hung in the air, but the person at the table had long since risen. He was not actually late for where he was going. There was no real rush either. Yet everything had felt a little too fast. The taste of the coffee was no longer clearly remembered. The rain outside the window had gone unnoticed. The faces of people passing by the table had not been recognized. The coffee had been drunk, but it had not truly been experien