And labyrinthine, I must say. I had to ask for directions to find my way back to the french press coffee makers. The staff lady drew me a map. It took 50 minutes from the time I decided I wanted it until it was mine. Oh my head. But I would do it again!
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Hack is back! Yay!
50 minutes to get your coffee maker. I don't imagine it takes 50 minutes to get your coffee now. Or does "French press" mean it takes its time, like a croissant slowly inflating, like the Seine slithering and meandering through the francophone countryside.
You should have asked for Expresso.
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