Random Kopi Post

Tucked away in the corner of the street with its weathered whitewashed walls and an askew signboard that read "Seng Fatt Kopi", there stood a coffee shop in its remaining glory. In it, a group of uncles sat magnificently around a table- two sat cross-legged, another with one folded leg propped up on his chair while the rest sat like tauke's, sporting gold chains and flashing their wide array of coffee-stained teeth. Their incessant chatting and hearty laughs pierced through the humid atmosphere, collecting stares - a mixture of curiosity, amusement, annoyance. To others, they appear as rowdy, old men with nothing better to do. But to the uncles, no worries of life could prevent them from enjoying each other's company, not forgetting their daily brew of thick, black coffee - 'kurang manis ah bos!'