It is Sunday early in the morning and he is already downstairs, the shop already smells like baked chocolate chip cookies. When he finished the slow process of measuring, sifting, and stirring, the dough rises in the oven and the house becomes saturated with the scents of butter and flour and chocolate. As the process is almost ready, he starts washing and cleaning the equipments he has just used, leaving everything in the kitchen shiny and tidy. The cookies are ready, he takes them out and put them on the marble table. As he waits for them to cool down, he starts making a list of the supplies he needs to buy that day. He checks the huge fridge and the cupboards, making sure he didn't forget to write down anything that is missing. Once the cookies are cool enough, he puts them in a small container, gets the shopping list and goes outside. His shop is at the far end of a peaceful street not very close from downtown. Despite the time, movement can be already...
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