I went on a much-needed coffee run on Franklin Street, and stopped outside of Buns (a phenomenal local burger place...) to smoke a cigarette before proceeding on to Starbucks for my tall, non-fat, light whip, Cinnamon Dulce Mocha pick-me-up. Behind me, I suddenly heard the light laughter coming from two people behind me coming down the exit ramp
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