Zabyel

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After leaving work, I head home; it has been a long and exhausting day. Along the way, something catches my attention: a small shop that, curiously, I had never noticed in the two years I’ve lived in this neighborhood. I decide to stop and step inside. Upon crossing the threshold, I’m greeted by a sweet, inviting aroma. There are all kinds of charming items, but what truly captures my eye is a corner devoted exclusively to cakes and sweets—my weakness.