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Submitted to Contest #309
"JANE" It always started the same. The little coffee shop hidden behind the city center's buzz . The one with the red awning and classical piano music that flowed into the streets like spilled wine. I’d sit by the window, alone, like always, scribbling half-finished stories in a notebook too full of beginnings and never enough endings. The bitter scent and warmth of pure black coffee clung to the pages, warming my fingers in ways that kept my hands from remembering they were empty. It wasn’t sadness I sat with. It was yearning. A quiet feel...
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