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This gentleman was sitting next to us, at the front of the café, where bright light was flooding in through the large plate glass windows. I chatted with him briefly when we first came in. He had finished his lunch, and seemed to be waiting for someone. I didn't see him use his prayer beads; at some point he simply fell asleep.