Chinese bar - Italian style

It happens that one day you walk into your usual neighborhood bar.
Everything is in its place.
You look around for a few seconds, yes, everything exactly as it should be.
Or not quite? You meet a new gaze.
You only have a moment to think: "But how? Did he leave without telling me anything? Without saying goodbye after so many years? So he sold out too..."
Before you reach the end of your thoughts, the glass is already on the counter. Somehow: it's the right one!
The sound of the liquid bubbling refreshes you, and you think: "Well, of course, everything is in its place."

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A slow, inexorable change has been underway for some time. From the heart of the city to the outskirts. From the plains to the mountain valleys. Behind them, on a shelf that unfolds infinitely, flows the timeless Italy. Frozen in an unchanging panorama, our yesterday. Ahead, the sign of a revolution. Tireless workers, proud women, faces seemingly impenetrable. Silent actresses of our tomorrow.