BEFORETASTE

There is a queue. It’s long. They are all waiting for their full fat morning coffee. They’re drooling as it takes a while to make good coffee. They look agitated. The ones who have their drink are in a moment. Then they leave. Miserable as ever. It’s the aftertaste. It wasn’t as good as they’d hoped. And they still fall for it every day. It’s a slow torture. And expensive as 2.30 x 5 x 52 = £598 testifies. If only they could stop at the drool.

June 9, 2010
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