Cold Coffee
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Every morning most people around the world will begin their day with coffee. Some drink gourmet; others a cheap cup.
That is why I love working at an old coffee shop. Although there's not an abundance of customers, it is my favorite place.
Every person that comes has their own story; their own coffee. To me their coffee symbolizes them.
Everyone's a mystery, especially him.
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