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January 1, 2002
The woman behind the counter asked why I was working. Funny question considering she’s also getting paid to pour me hot coffee and make change. In fact, all of us in the place were going into work.

Including the redhead who I see there on occasion.

I don’t know her name but we seem to be on similar schedules. She arrives before 8:30 and always orders something complicated involving non-fat foam. Hardly my type on-- first glance. But we chatted today. I’m intrigued. Despite trying to break my coffee habit, I’ll have to return in hopes of seeing her again.