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My hotel room had no coffee for the maker, so I pulled on my jeans and went to the front desk in the lobby. The desk clerk offered me the standard franchise-branded K-cup, the smiled.

Then, he said, "You should try just go down the block to Java Fresh if you want something exceptional."

He was convincing. Next thing I knew, I was marching barefoot and braless down the street. But… it was for coffee, so, all good, right?

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Ailana make another venture out into the night streets in search of coffee.

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Littlejohn02

Bet you didn't walk far without shoes