It was early November, 2002. You were visiting Madrid. The weather was quite chilly as you were walking down the streets of the centre of the city.

It was quite tiring walking and walking so you decide to pass by a café. While walking towards the entrance you see the tables empty. Except for one. A man in a leather jacket sitting, smoking and reading.

You make it to the inside of the café and order a black coffee. You pay and decide to go outside to drink it. You sit at a table across the man.