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My nails tapped on the table top while I sat staring at the blank screen of my laptop. My brain was an empty nest that all the ideas flew out of already.
I took another sip of my coffee and surveyed the shop I sat in.
It was a cozy shop, not many people bustling about. Two staff stood behind the counter. One leaning at the register, a girl with black space buns and a ring o...