All I want is a coffee. Is that really too much to ask? The hotel couldn’t provide any last night. And there are no facilities in my room. Top it all off with no coffee at breakfast. Getting desperate. Walking the streets in the rain looking for one cup, just one cup would do, of coffee. I have been past three shops that sell coffee machines, you know, the big shiny ones that make a lot of noise and have more valves than a steam engine, but no-one making the stuff. I tell you, I am that close to buying one of the infernal machines and sneaking it into my hotel room.
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