<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=358845" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Two Young Men, 23 to 24 years old</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">He'd been sitting in the cafe since ten-thirty<br>expecting him to turn up any minute.<br>Midnight had gone, and he was still waiting for him.<br>It was now after one-thirty, and the cafe was almost deserted.<br>He'd grown tired of reading newspapers<br>mechanically. Of his three lonely shillings<br>only one was left: waiting that long,<br>he'd spent the others on coffees and brandy.<br>And he'd smoked all his cigarettes.<br>So much waiting had worn him out.<br>Because alone like that for so many hours,<br>he'd also begun to have disturbing thoughts<br>about the immoral life he was living.<br>But when he saw his friend come in<br>weariness, boredom, thought all disappeared at once.<br>His friend brought unexpected news.<br>He'd won sixty pounds playing cards.<br>Their good looks, their exquisite youthfulness, <br>the sensitive love they shared<br>were refreshed, livened, invigorated<br>by the sixty pounds from the card table.<br>Now all joy and vitality, feeling and charm,<br>they went -not to the homes of their respectable families<br>(where they were no longer wanted anyway)-<br>they went to a familiar and very special<br>house of debauchery, and they asked for a bedroom<br>and expensive drinks, and they drank again.<br>And when the expensive drinks were finished<br>and it was close to four in the morning,<br>happy, they gave themselves to love.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Constantine+P.+Cavafy">Constantine P. Cavafy</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=358845" data-title="Two Young Men, 23 to 24 years old de Constantine P. Cavafy" data-description="He'd been sitting in the cafe since ten-thirty expecting him to turn up any minute. Midnight had gone, and he was still waiting for him. It was now after one-thirty, and the cafe was almost deserted. He'd grown tired of reading newspapers mechanic..."></div> </div> </div>

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