C’mere. Closer. C’mon. Don’t be afraid. You’re not in trouble. It’s, yeah, I just don’t wanna shout. So my last post I told ya that I don’t write in a coffee shop. Guess the fuck what? I may or may not…
C’mere. Closer. C’mon. Don’t be afraid. You’re not in trouble. It’s, yeah, I just don’t wanna shout. So my last post I told ya that I don’t write in a coffee shop. Guess the fuck what? I may or may not…
Don’t get me wrong, I love doing coffee shop. They aren’t bad places. After all, there’s the coffee. And the people. Lots and lots of interesting people. And coffee. And more delicious coffee, which I hear they can now pump…
Are we gonna pretend this isn’t happening? You know, The Epidemic. Where’d this love affair start? We would have to go all the way back to the mid sixteen hundreds to find the first literary reference to coffee being consumed…
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