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This is a bakery I am talking about People go there like they go to an amusement park They go there to drink they go there to think Instead going there to buy bread They go there to have fun also to tell jokes Sometimes to talk about business You see grown men crying Couples fighting, arguing and discussing life Even late-night couples stop there for a bit to eat Before they go out for the night, for the night It’s a night shift bakery Use to be a place for gamblers They scream claiming for the prize Or just for another try Otherwise, they ask for a drink Many kinds of human together Babel tower could be compared to that Confusion usually takes place It’s like everybody knows each other. Even when they go there for the first time For the first time Believe me they make bread ACA Oct 07th ,2007

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