I've been sipping coffee for years. I consider it a hobby, but also recognize it as an addiction. Recently, I've been sipping coffee at a great little coffee shop in my new neighborhood. It now occupies the shell of the recently closed First Edition Bookstore. The place has a great vibe. I attribute it to the residue of brilliance that I think must be left behind from all those years of housing such works of art.
I feel like myself while I'm sipping at the Coffee House. It's rare to find a place like that. With each small latte I am reminded to enjoy and sip slowly.
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