THROUGH A FRACTURED EXISTENCE, TO THE RHYTHM OF ETERNITY.
IL MATTINO
Il Mattino is an Italian cafe sidled between a bookstore and a jewelry boutique in small but popular business district, just a downhill walk from the local non-denominational Christian church and residential area. The ocean is less than a ten minute drive away and within view in the distance. The area is cool even when the sun is at its apex at noon with a tinge of sea salt in the breeze.
The cafe itself is medium-sized with plenty of light let in with the large storefront windows. The decor is simple, but accented with key decor with wheat centerpieces and plants. There are some trinkets that are displayed that may look out of place, like atop the charging counter there's a sliding puzzle painted in pink, orange, yellow, blue, purple, and all shades in between.
The cafe specializes in coffee and brunch, though pastries are sourced from local Italian bakeries in downtown Little Italy.
While the establishment has two floors, the cafe takes up the ground floor. There is a yard for some reason, but that's because there are four dogs. They're kept separate from the cafe to make sure patrons are not disturbed, but people are free to go outside to pet them. Reviews have mentioned the owner lives on the second floor and the dogs' names are Harold, Olive, Vera, and Rocco.

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[ He tries to shake them off. Gently. ]
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There's a nursery on this floor if you want to go see some chicks.
[ I have expanded this bird sanctuary dome... It is also a crater where you can take a spiral path down to see more birds and nature, with the bottom being a pond area for some semi-aquatic birds. ]
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Sure... Come on. Off.
[ Adolphe shakes his arms a little more and most birds fly away. Bye. ]
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Some of the birds scatter, with one or two still hanging on, wings flared like they're dancing with Adolphe. Jacopo will gently nudge them, which makes them hop onto his hand. ]
Maybe you can get a job as a scarecrow.
[ He flicks his hand, but the birds take flight without issue. To the nursery? They might catch eggs hatching in the incubators or a zookeeper feeding some babies using a fake glove that looks like their parent. ]
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[ That's not the point!!
Adolphe follows to the nursery and sees a zookeeper caring for the little baby chicks. Aw. They're cute.
Then there's this one. ]
... it fell over.
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[ Adolphe was very good at staying still and being quiet, so...
But the chicks. They are cute and Jacopo quietly watches them, but then that one tumbles over and he can't help but laugh. ]
It's a little clumsy.
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It screamed with all its might...
[ Then fell. Sounds about right. Silly babies. That exact chick squints at Jacopo like "punk what you lookin at" ]
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I'm pretty sure the screaming is what's making it fall over.
[ WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO, LITTLE CHICK. Jacopo shouldn't be looking content and smug about this. There is fondness, though. It is a baby. ]
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[ Or something like that. ]
It looks like it has something against you for some reason.
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[ Healthy! ]
I wonder why... I haven't done anything to it?
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[ The chick is so angry that it's funny. Adolphe looks over at the other chicks. ]
It's the only rebellious one too.
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It stops....... ]
More like it has anger management issues.
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[ Adolphe can't help but to laugh when Jacopo stands behind him. ]
Sounds like it has a lot to look forward to in its life...
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[ Jacopo peeks over Adolphe's shoulder to see the chick and the chick sees him...
It starts vibrating violently, ready to scream, and Jacopo quietly goes "no, no, no. We can't have that." He steps completely away from view of the incubator. ]
You think you can work your magic and calm it down?
[ The keeper mentions the babies like soft singing. ]
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[ Adolphe looks at them like. What... No... ]
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[ Help, he tries not to laugh, but it's so obvious in the way his eyes crinkle... The keeper does reassure Adolphe that he doesn't need to do anything. No pressure. ]
You do have a type of magic.
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[ He looks so incredulous, feeling like he's getting bullied... Adolphe nods once at the keeper to acknowledge them. ]
Stop trying to goad me.
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[ They can move on and start the spiraling path along the crater down. There are so many plants... So much green. It's a garden in here especially with the butterflies and different birds scattered around.
There are other people here, too. Children includes. It's a wonder for all ages. ]
I'm being serious as someone on the receiving end of it.
[ As serious as joke magic can be, of course. ]
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So he just freezes.
He will not hurt this butterfly. He will keep his hands to himself. He must. He must. ]
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Funny. He takes a picture of this, too. ]
You're glaring at this butterfly like it hurt you.
[ Reaching out, he carefully guides the butterfly onto his own finger to take it away. ]
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I wasn't glaring. I was trying not to swat it on reflex.
[ So he had to freeze up like that? He really didn't have to, but he did. ]
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[ He still thinks it's an intense look, but he sends the butterfly off. When it flutters away, he gently pats Adolphe's shoulder. There, there. ]
You don't like bugs? Or did it just take you by surprise.
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Do you like things suddenly coming up at your face? I don't.
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[ Whether sitting or unfortunately laid down, they do just bum rush with all their energy. Maybe it isn't so at Adolphe's face because they're trained, but they do bombard.
People walk past them, which has Jacopo gently take Adolphe's hand and move them along the spiral path down. He positions himself toward the inner side where all the butterflies and birds would be.
It doesn't impede on Adolphe's view. He can see all of the manmade nature and its beauty, likewise be able to see anything come toward him. ]
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... It's nice scenery.
[ He glances over at him. ]
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