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First off, I hit up the local coffee shop on Kōen-dōri. You know, the one with the weirdly cute barista? Yeah, her. I order my usual—black coffee, no sugar. I’m a simple guy. But then, she spills it all over the counter! I’m like, “Great, just great.” But she laughs it off, and I can’t help but chuckle too. I mean, who hasn’t had a clumsy moment, right?

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