Coffee goes fast in this place. I've found that on these especially grayish -brooding early spring days, I have to lace up my racing shoes to score a single cup. But the dude manning the coffee-maker this morning promised a strong batch, so I am REA-DY. Timer is set for 7 minutes, let's go.
(did I say racing shoes? because I really meant racing flip-flops, but I'm a totally fast walker, so no worries, peeps.)
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