But for true regulars at a place, an odd relationship can develop.
A Hot Steamy Summer Affair
Posted on 08/02/2007 at 11:37 PM
Until today I had no idea the kind of intimacy that can develop with the person who provides your morning coffee.
His cart sits on a corner I have to cross every day to get to the subway. It started about three years ago when every morning on my way to work I would stop and order a cup of coffee. It was all very innocent. Eventually he got to know my face and started having my coffee waiting for me just the way I like it; medium, milk-no sugar. Such was our habit, such were our lives.
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