Ze'ev Barak walked into the dimly lit tea room. It was a favorite spot of his. Lining the walls of the wide, low ceilinged hall were bamboo booths. Each booth had a table with low benches surrounding it. The booths all had a parchment paper door and walls.
Heading to a booth on the left hand side of the large hall, Ze'ev asked the hostess for 2 pots of tea, 2 bottles of sake and a boat of Sushi, and continued into the booth. Sitting with his face to the door, he prepared himself for the meeting to come. A waitress brought the drinks into the booth and set them on the table. She left quickly and silently.
He had known the owner of this establishment for over 20 years. He was always well taken care of, and the Hogosha did not speak out of line, so he knew his anonymity would be secure. pouring a cup of tea, he waited for his guest to arrive.
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