This morning I woke at to a blinding sunrise at the hour of nine. As early as it was I had things to do, and as I dazedly wandered into the kitchen, I saw the saddest of sights. So, I instinctively grabbed my camera. A lone coffee bean sat on the kitchen counter, unground. He so longed to be with his kin which had been ground and had water passed
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