Back to work after a much-appreciated Thanksgiving break. Temperatures are down and the wind velocity is up. I finally get my first break and I make a beeline to the coffee house. For some reason the heat is overly cranked, but welcome. I wait patiently for the barista to call my name. The prospect of my soon-to-be-made coffee grows, and up on the bar my double shot latte arrives. Sorry, I’ve got to go.
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