Dark, french roast, fresh ground.
Liquid comfort consciousness.
Good to the last drop.
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I am the counter clerk for a family-owned agricultural supply store in north-central Montana, right along the eastern face of the Rocky Mountains. We have a small round, table here where free coffee is doled out in exchange for stories and gossip. This medium was chosen to gather tidbits, thoughts or humorous moments as they happened.
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