A story filled with intrigues from the common days of life.

Opposite the counter, and in the darkest place of coffee, he began to stand out a human figure, invisible until then. This person came out of the shadows, and moving slowly toward the counter, entered the center of the small light that illuminates the room, making it possible then to observe the forms of that silent and strange character.

He was an elderly man, but rather their own decrepitude years, showed strength, vigor and energy. His face was bony, irregular, very bulky at the top, the front had an exaggerated convexity, while the mouth and cheeks were reduced to a very meager proportions. This contributed a total lack of teeth, which, having made a hollow of the mouth empty, determined in their lips and cheeks deep depression brought out plus frame angled jaws. On his neck, tendons, bones and nerves were a series of articulated parts whose mechanical movement is very well observed, in spite of the skin that covered them. The eyes were large and revealed to have been beautiful. Strange phenomenon, while the hair had whitened entirely, eyebrows retained the color of youth, and hairs were formed very strong, stiff and bristly. His hooked nose and thin should also have been very beautiful, though at last by the force of the years, had sharp, curved, until the point of being exactly like the beak of a bird of prey. Around his mouth, which was nothing more than a slit, and on top of their jaws, which were nothing more than a shell, hair grew a tenacious, strong shoots his white beard, shaved weekly for forty years, topped rigid and bright as silver wires. They made the most unique aspect of this extended face two enormous ears, pendants and transparent. The amplitude of these flags belonged to the cartilaginous tympanic extreme delicacy of the individual, which, instead of diminishing, seemed to increase with age. His eyes were like the look of the night birds, intense, bright and more sinister by the contrast of its large dark eyebrows, elasticity and subtlety of his dark eyes that dilate in the dark showing two clear eyes. They also see a lot, it looked like what they saw lit. This look announcing the vitality of his spirit, in spite of the sharp deterioration of the body, which was leaning forward, slim and short stature. His hands were very thin, being able to rely on any veins and nerves, toes looked so sharp and pointed, claws of a bird of prey.

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