Ever seen a barista wield a milk frother like a knight brandishes a sword? In this alley, the espresso is more heroic than you. While city skyscrapers loom like indifferent giants, here the ugliest truths meet steaming mugs.
"I've committed one felony in my life," a voice cracks, echoing against the graffiti-clad brick. Turns out, it was just a stolen glance across the crowded room at the world's worst latte art. Or so they say.
Here lies the sacred, the mundane. A place where caffeine-fueled epiphanies battle the pedestrian grind. The truth is, heroics often wear splattered aprons.
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