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After the park, I head back to work. I’m on my way down Crumpsall Lane when I see this new café. It’s called “Brewed Awakenings” or somethin’. I’m curious, so I pop in. The barista’s all smiles, and I’m like, “Alright, I’ll have a latte.” She hands me this cup that’s basically a work of art. I’m thinkin’, “This better taste as good as it looks!” And guess what? It does! I’m buzzin’ now, ready to tackle the rest of the day.

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