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First off, I hit the road on my way to the shop on Haifa Street. You know, the one with that weird coffee place? Yeah, that one. I needed my caffeine fix. I swear, if I don’t get my morning brew, I’m basically a zombie. So, I grab my usual—double shot, extra foam, the whole shebang. But guess what? They messed it up! I got a plain ol’ black coffee. Ugh! I was ready to throw it at the wall.

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