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Submitted to Contest #293
Mornings were always the hardest, but I could never decide why. Maybe it was the blue-white tint of the sunrise, a far cry from the red-gold I remembered from my childhood. Or perhaps it was the dread of facing another day as Professor Dylan, the only job I was qualified to perform.Either way, coffee was the only thing that got me through the day. Well, a dark coffee-like substance. It had almost the right color and aroma, but like so many other things here, it wasn’t quite the same. Usually, a healthy pour of whiskey in it was enough to mak...
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