I was filled with much anticipation on my way to the local Java joint. Time got the best of me and I was overdue for my afternoon latte. As my destination loomed closer, I was foretasting the experience. Upon arrival, the café door swung open to permeate me with its brilliant bouquet. The experience built as I watched the espresso being pressed and the ephemeral art being composed. All that was left was satiation.
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