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At the Bottom of the Cup

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A lone blue drunken coffee mug and saucer in a dim dining area as if alone or left to itself.
Photo by Ian Keefe on Unsplash

I wasn’t used to drinking coffee everyday before because I didn’t really grow up with coffee in the house. But once I was introduced to it in the big city while I was working, I was hooked to its flavor with cream (no sugar). It’s become the everyday, sometimes more than a cup, indulgence. I noticed others would need the caffeine, but for me, it wasn’t…

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Battling the female condition

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