Kirara was extremely nervous, she did not know what she would find in that place, the thought that constantly came to her mind was that it was clandestine, a clandestine coffee shop, at 30 years old she never thought of visiting a clandestine place and much less a coffee shop or rather that coffee shops at some point would be.

The young Kirara grew up like most people, drinking coffee at home for breakfast and at certain times with the family group, at the office or with friends somewhere else, but for reasons that were still not well understood, nor made sense, the government had declared coffee illegal two years ago, this brought protests and complaints from the general public and even from foreign countries, but the evil was already done, it was something real and it seemed to prevail for some time.

The population in general was very angry, because many suffered from terrible headaches, since their body requested their respective dose of caffeine to which they were accustomed, as usually happens the most powerful, mafiosos and logically the two-faced politicians, had coffee in their homes and meetings, the rest of the population suffered and as a result arose clandestine coffee shops, hidden to which they attended to consume coffee.

Kirara's friends encouraged her to go with them, to visit one and share a nice time as they did before, she was afraid, so several times she refused the invitation, until they managed to talk to her, while walking she only thought about what would happen if a raid came to the place while she was there and she was arrested, but when they opened the door of that place all that fear and thoughts were erased from her mind.

The cafeteria was simply beautiful, it had a beautiful family atmosphere, it looked like she was in someone's home, most of the seats were comfortable furniture filled with cushions and there were also many plants, everything gave a divine family atmosphere, it was cozy.

Also beyond there was a beautiful internal garden full of flowers and a beautiful fountain, obviously in this area could not drink coffee to avoid being seen, there people could stay a little longer talking, if after drinking coffee they did not want to leave.

On the other hand, Kirara believed that she would arrive at a place where she would see people with the appearance of mafiosos and no, there were only simple people, like her who were looking to enjoy a rich cup of coffee, the people who atedian coffee were so kind even the prices that she believed would be rude, they were supportive and even for the most destitute there was possibility, because she saw how they gave cups of coffee to the poorest or they gave them for the amount of money they had in their hands.

Each one asked for their favorite coffee and they sat down on one of these sofas and on several armchairs and puffs to talk for a while and remember how everything was before this prohibition, how they could buy coffee in the street and take it in disposable containers to class or to their jobs.

Kirara left there so happy that she promised herself to take her mother and father to that place, since they only drank coffee once in a while and with much fear at home when she could get a few beans to grind at home and this made her very angry.

Days later, Kirara returned to the cafe with her parents and was pleased to see them both so happy, they were smiling as they had not done for a long time, this was worth all the risk for her, no matter that it was in a clandestine place.

Finished, this is my partition in the #STB 43, in which I imagine a country where coffee is illegal, total madness, but if this happened I'm sure clandestine coffee shops would abound, thanks for reading.