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Latte Coffee Lovers

Espresso washed with steamed milk topped with milk froth in a glass

SHE thinks the coffee in her cup is a mask from the Japanese theatre No, prone to anything between a tantrum and a blood donation, opinionated, sexy, bossy, would chomp on your ears if you stop the car invitingly, that’s what makes her horny, is afraid to look at feet, even at her own, it’s a long and torturous adventure when she goes to buy shoes because she has this podophobia.

HE is the soul of the company, a comedian, can saddle even a cockroach, yet not a calculating type, but a bit of a kid never growing up, might offer protection while he is in need of such or be totally insensitive, lives beyond his means and is afraid of his credit card statements, but his main fear is of growing old, gerontophobia is his curse, gets a hard-on watching flamenco and flamingos.

Baby Coffee Lovers

30 grams of filtered black in a doll-like porcelain cup

SHE is motherly, loves to take you home and look after you, might turn you into a couch potato, yet in the kitchen department she is not at her best, you might end up eating soup with salad, or macaroni with bread, you might, though, hear useful insights like the one that all nasty diseases come from dirty hands, she’ll get hot if you feel guilty all the time for being naughty and ask for punishment, fears bees, apiphobia.

HE is a kid at heart, regresses back to his childhood to find strength and fight life, might visit a shrink, one of those who have sand pits for their patients to play in or a collection of miniatures out of fairytales to create their own tale, might take you to an opera and cry along with a dying Violetta, the prostitute from La Traviata TV-staged in the coffeehouse at Zurich train station, no one knows he has equinophobia, fear of horses.

From Coffee Lovers’ Portraits by Arnya Stefan