more days at the torunka cafe – satoshi yagisawa
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Do you know what a “shade tree” is? Despite what the name suggests, it’s not a species of tree at all. It’s what you call a tree that has a special role to play.
Coffee plants can’t stand direct sunlight. Even though they live in tropical areas in places like South America, they don’t grow well if they’re not in the shade. And, of course, if they don’t grow well, you’re never going to get good coffee beans from them. So if you go to any coffee plantation, you’ll find them planted alongside mostly banana and mango trees that grow quickly. That way they create an environment with the right amount of shade.
So basically a shade tree is a tree that’s there to protect the coffee plants.
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And around two weeks later, she actually did die. It’s amazing, no matter how young you are, or how cute, or how smart—or how loved you are—when it’s your time to die, it’s over. It’s not that complicated.
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It was like a light was suddenly shining down on me. Look out for Shizuku. No matter what happens. The owner of the café gave her the name Shizuku, which means “a drop,” because he wanted her to live a life as rich and flavorful as a drop of coffee. It seemed perfectly natural for Sumiré to ask me to be her shade tree then. I figured I could only play that role if I was with her all the time.
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What’s the point in someone like me who lives a super plain and ordinary life going to the trouble of watching a movie just to go through someone else’s plain, ordinary life? How am I supposed to relax peering into someone else’s existence? Why would I want to empathize with them? It sounds exhausting.
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“It’s the ordinary days of our lives that are the most precious.”
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