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“I have opinions on coffee,” Marco said. “I’m heading to aisle seven.”

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Marco glanced at the tiny cup. He wasn’t sure he had any opinions on tahini at all. But the man’s eyes were a warm, curious brown, and his flannel shirt had a small mustard stain on the collar that Marco found inexplicably endearing.

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