Well done, New York. Proud to be with you in this.

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Few things are lovelier than cream going into perfect black coffee.

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I’m packing; dancing around my apartment to music that ranges from Alabama Shakes to Drake to The Wombats; eating Hersheys Kisses and drinking a glass of wine; tossing Esquire, GQ, my moleskine, and a Chuck Klosterman book in my backpack… when I turn around and see I’ve spilled coffee on my inflatable bed.

(Home tomorrow! For the first time in a year!)

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His life revolved around coffee.

It was central to his existence. 

He was that kind of person.

It wasn’t even so much the taste, although he did consider coffee to be delicious; he mostly loved the process of drinking it.

— Downtown Owl, Chuck Klosterman