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Every morning she went to the same café. It was crowded—not with people, although there were always quite a few customers enjoying their drinks at small tables and two or three baristas trying not to run into each other behind the counter. No, instead it was crowded with plants. House plants of all kinds, small and tall, were scattered around the café almost haphazardly. It made the café feel like a sort of jungle, albeit one that smelled of strong coffee, freshly baked banana bread, and, more often than not, rain. By night she worked as a...
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Screeeeeeeeeee! The kettle whistled on the metal stovetop, its once-white color now a faded, mottled cream. It was unusual to have a stove in a bookshop. But there it was all the same, standing proudly—albeit a bit tired—in the corner of the front room farthest from the door. The bookshop was located in what once was an old Victorian house—for the bookshop, at first nestled in what had been the kitchen, soon overtook the rest of the house. The living room was now lined with shelves of tattered, previously loved classics; the bedrooms were ...
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