vending machine coffee

I took this a few years ago with my phone. It was at the Slovak state TV station, a big institutionalised place with many unmarked doors. I was alone, without a book and with a few hours to wait. I found a small cafeteria that sold vending machine coffee and snacks, through another door that lead outside was a smoking section. I went out with my coffee and noticed this heart, that someone had made from twisted wire and connected it to a section of steel fence. I smiled and my mood lifted at the thought that someone had felt inspired, even the coffee tasted better.