The Ant Tavern

Tim was sitting in his favorite coffee place. It was large, crooked, ragged and loud. People were flowing in and out. Sharing stories with one another at the top of their lungs to cover the clamorous sound of music broadcasted on the dozen of old-school speakers, screwed on the walls. He liked to sit there in the midst of this buzzing force to fix the lines of codes he would get stuck on in the agonizing silence of his top floor office.

There was something about all those cracking noises of glass against glass, cutlery and plates, and the merging of a hundred human voices that always seemed to help solve his problems. Or maybe it was this break from loneliness – having to endure the potential pressure of so many eyes looking his way at some point or another. That place triggered something in him. It helped him move forward and answer equations he would otherwise be fixated on without the prospect of an issue, for hours and hours.

Picture captured with my iPhone 5S, HDR settings, on the 30th of December, 2016, in Paris, France. I was sitting in a loud and lively bar called “La Fourmi” 74 rue des Martyrs, 75018 Paris.


5 Comments Add yours

    1. Thank you, Daria! I am glad you liked it 🙂


  1. Ninefifteen says:

    Love it 🙂 and the code crafter in me can relate to it !

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    1. Thank you, N. It means a lot! Thanks for taking the time to read me 🙂

      Liked by 1 person

      1. Ninefifteen says:

        You’re welcome 😁

        Liked by 1 person

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