One cloudy Wednesday morning in a coffee shop. A big man and a little man walked in and sat across from me in the coffee shop's terrace. Big man looked thirty-ish, slim build, wore jeans and a t-shirt. Little man was probably around five or six years old, small frame, wore a cool t-shirt. "You keep an eye on our stuff while I get us some drinks, okay buddy?" said Big man. Little man nodded and sat down on his chair, turned around and stared at a box and a bag. Little man stayed like this for the entire fifteen minutes it took Big man to get their drinks. Little man literally kept his eyes on their stuff. A man who can be trusted. A man of his word. My kind of man!
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