Because it's just too weird...
Across the cafe
sits an old man
A young one
walks up
shakes hands
sits down
Never before met
The old
tells the story
smooth
razor sharp
beautiful curves
he shows examples
The young
points
touches
reaches into his back pocket
lays his wallet on the table
The old
quickly leaves
with his black case folded under his arm
The young
sits
waits
Bossanova plays
The young
texts
taps his foot
waits
Waits
The old
returns
brings a small, white box
scratches his head
They
touch
fingers glide
legs spread
and
SNAP shut
The old
tells the young
where to hold
where to polish
The young
puts the money on the table
The old
hands over his precious metal
Scissors
sits an old man
A young one
walks up
shakes hands
sits down
Never before met
The old
tells the story
smooth
razor sharp
beautiful curves
he shows examples
The young
points
touches
reaches into his back pocket
lays his wallet on the table
The old
quickly leaves
with his black case folded under his arm
The young
sits
waits
Bossanova plays
The young
texts
taps his foot
waits
Waits
The old
returns
brings a small, white box
scratches his head
They
touch
fingers glide
legs spread
and
SNAP shut
The old
tells the young
where to hold
where to polish
The young
puts the money on the table
The old
hands over his precious metal
Scissors