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A Warm Hot Toddy with Lemon and a Cinnamon Stick; Two Cups.
“Hey, Jessica! Good to see you!” the cafe owner boomed from beyond the front counter. His tall and sturdy frame leaned over his staff in such a way that allowed him to make eye contact with me. I quickly looked away and gathered the rest of my things. People between he and I stopped and… Read more
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Some Semi-Janky Whiskey, TBD
47.5 minutes. Prompt at the end. The street I lived on was a quiet street. I knew this. I was comforted by the easily sloped sidewalks and the well-maintained lawns in front of each cookie-cutter house. The houses weren’t as bland as they sound though. Rather than a stale box of nilla-wafers, our neighborhood and… Read more
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