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	<title>Comments on: the coffee monkey</title>
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		<title>By: Stuart</title>
		<link>http://tonx.org/archives/16#comment-60283</link>
		<dc:creator>Stuart</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 20 Jul 2007 15:34:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Coffee is only a steaming metaphor.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Coffee is only a steaming metaphor.</p>
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		<title>By: vika</title>
		<link>http://tonx.org/archives/16#comment-43</link>
		<dc:creator>vika</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 27 Oct 2004 12:39:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>It used to be a quite studious monkey.  Wearing classes, it'd look over my shoulder (all the while massaging -- I do have my standards), reading &lt;em&gt;Crime and Punishment&lt;/em&gt; in two evenings or encoding texts for seven hours in a row.

I had a favorite coffee shop when I was at BU, an Espresso Royale Cafe on Commonwealth Avenue that was so good, I actually went back up to Boston for years after I started graduate school in Providence.  It could get loud sometimes, but the music was almost always great, and the coffee was unfailingly delicious.

Now I don't go there much anymore, and am sad to say, I'm no longer a self-identified Patron Saint of Caffeine.  Maybe it's because I lost my button proclaiming same, or maybe it's because I got a taste for strong delicious tea in the morning, $EspressoDrink in the afternoon during the year I lived in London.  In any case, I don't drink coffee daily anymore.  I gotta say, I kind of miss it.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It used to be a quite studious monkey.  Wearing classes, it&#8217;d look over my shoulder (all the while massaging &#8212; I do have my standards), reading <em>Crime and Punishment</em> in two evenings or encoding texts for seven hours in a row.</p>
<p>I had a favorite coffee shop when I was at BU, an Espresso Royale Cafe on Commonwealth Avenue that was so good, I actually went back up to Boston for years after I started graduate school in Providence.  It could get loud sometimes, but the music was almost always great, and the coffee was unfailingly delicious.</p>
<p>Now I don&#8217;t go there much anymore, and am sad to say, I&#8217;m no longer a self-identified Patron Saint of Caffeine.  Maybe it&#8217;s because I lost my button proclaiming same, or maybe it&#8217;s because I got a taste for strong delicious tea in the morning, $EspressoDrink in the afternoon during the year I lived in London.  In any case, I don&#8217;t drink coffee daily anymore.  I gotta say, I kind of miss it.</p>
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