“The Brew“
I look at the machine.
It’s… plastic. Black.
Waiting.
You take the scoop.
Now, this is important. The grounds? They have to be… precise.
If you don’t… measure?
Well.
Disaster. Obviously.
You pour the water. In the back.
It makes a sound. A gurgle. Like a… wounded bird.
But efficient.
The drip.
…
The drop.
…
It takes… time.
And then? You drink it.
Black. No sugar.
Maybe… a little cream. If you’re feeling… wild.
But you gotta ask yourself…
Did you clean the pot?
Because if you didn’t…
We have a problem.
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