Cafés where I've written

A list, in no particular order, of cafés where I have written for longer than I have paid for. To each of you, I am sorry. I tipped, but probably not enough.

• The one in Porto with the green tile and the broken clock.
• The one in Lisbon whose name I never learned.
• The one in Kyoto where they brought me water every twenty minutes without asking.
• The one on the third floor of a department store in Tokyo, where nobody minded.