We met at a coffee shop, down a side alley, off the main beaten track. Away from the public, away from their preying eyes, we wanted to be alone. Able to talk in our own worlds where no one ventured, no one knew and to which no one cared to know about. The secluded tiny coffee shop only held only 4 circular tables, each accompanied by two chairs as nothing more would fit inside. The coffee machine perched on top a thick m...