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... tting stepping into this diner. The air smelled faintly of grease, and the chatter of patrons grated on my nerves. I looked down at the steaming cup of coffee in front of me, hoping it would be decent enough to salvage this experience. One sip, and I grimaced. Bitter. Overheated. Completely unacceptable.
I waved the waitress over, watching her approach with an expression that could only be described as "done with the world."
"This is too hot," I said, placing the cup back on the ...
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