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I enter the bakery. There are only two customers in front of me, and they seem to belong together. I quickly feel into me, that is me today, the meaning. The chocolate croissants instantly awaken my interest. But that's not enough. Perhaps a poppy to this? None in sight. Better to normal. At that moment the baker's assistant comes in with a tray of fresh bread as he wanted to support my decision.
Operation is still busy, so I wait, and meanwhile take the croissants inspected.
Although the word is in Kross croissant, I do not think this should make it a model.
She loves to have me, if the crust has been little brown, and they are still quite soft and tender. Most also look just as I would like them, except one. Its crust is clear brown. It is precisely to Top furthest away from me. Meanwhile, the customers are still einfrig involved in a conversation with the waitress. I estimate the chances that I catch one of the croissants. Then a second operation. It speaks to me, what I would have liked. I tell her. I will not mention it my prejudice against this one croissant. Internally, however, I implore them, even to reach for another.
She grabs a sandwich in a bag. In a second she then places a croissant. It was too fast, I was wrong and could not see what it was.
I move to the side, let my eyes wander over the baked goods, looking for the enemy. But he is gone.
I pay, thank you, and leave the bakery.