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One Night at the Old Copper

This entry is part 15 of 16 in the series MicroFiction

This entry is part 15 of 16 in the series MicroFictionThe coffee at the Old Copper diner came in two flavors, thin and watery or thick and burned. There was no rhyme or reason to it. It also came in two temperatures, either scalding hot or somewhere between warm and cool. Not lukewarm, that would […]

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