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Went to a cafe. Never really written in a cafe before. It was nice. Saw some soy candles.

Ding ding ding ding ding!

Read along, I had a good time. Wondered if it's a little vague, but that's part of the fun of writing stories. Little experiments.

Also this coffee is making my hands shake like mad, I'm not used to caffeine. What kind of writer am I?! I'm a monster, a non-caffeinated pariah of word-arts.

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