That, and a Nickel
This morning, a friend of mine and I found ourselves in the Starbucks on 95th street and Broadway. No, scratch that – let me try this again. This morning, a friend of mine and I went to Starbucks to have some coffee. With that first sentence one might almost think that we were there not of our own volition and that somehow we were forced to go in against our will.
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