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One of the things I miss most when I travel is good coffee.

There is nothing like it in the morning; the noise of the grinder disturbing everyone around me, the constant banging in the kitchen sink (pretending to be a barista), and the music of the espresso machine pumping steam into the golden powder.


I’m having the cup in the photo as I write this post. I need to get back to my work as soon as I finish this.

Disclaimer: I also miss my wife and children when I travel!

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