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the first, crisp whiff of the aroma of whole bean coffee in the morning, after it's been stored in the fridge/freezer...
driving my truck as if it were a sportscar, even if it's only running on 3 cylinders right now...(damn thing... *grumble*)
long walks in the suburbs, after midnight. It feels like I have a town to myself...
to quote fhqwhgads: when her eye contact lingers a little longer than would be expected...
foamed milk...
the feeling of good chocolate melting on my tongue...
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