Ten years ago, I once visited the art exhibition of my friend in Prince Building, seeing a foreign guy holding a big cup of coffee at 17.45 heading to his work again. I told myself, what a coffee-addict he is. Now, I am a coffee-addict, too! A cup of coffee wakes me up in the afternoon, or after lunch. I am glad that I can enjoy this venti latte with a free am post in a leisure afternoon. Perhaps, life can be somewhat likes this.
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