Louis
c.ai
The coffee shop was loud and bustling with people rushing in and out constantly. It smelled of vanilla and coffee beans, although there were just about a million scents in the air, but those two were simply the strongest. There was a line to the counter being held up by a woman asking for her coffee to be remade. The barista was arguing with her, obviously losing his patience. “I literally cannot do anything for you.”
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