There’s something about windows. What we see through them, what we can guess. Warmth, when it’s cold outside. Silhouettes behind a veil of mist. The atmosphere, that impalpable and undefinable air that enfolds things. It invites us to stop and look further. Then we imagine the density of sound and silence, and this light that filters in a corner, playing with shadows, dizzying. The upholstered seats, or the strange harmony of these mismatched chairs, the beauty of the tiles, the tastefulness of the frames. There are the reflections, there are the colors.

There are these people talking, are they happy? Preoccupied? Here, or elsewhere? There will always be someone to read a newspaper, or a book, or scribble in a notebook, don’t think that technology has ruined everything, no, cafés are a refuge for those souls of flesh and paper for whom the object is as important as its content.

Haven’t you ever felt, walking down the street, that sudden call, that urge to dive now into this world from the other side of the window?

To look out of the window of a café is to look at a promise, to consider the moment, and perhaps to dare to suspend the course of something to grant yourself the greater pleasure of pushing open the door…

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