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In the heart of Awka city, there was a small café called Coffee Haven. It was known for its cosy ambience, delicious pastries, and a special kind of magic that seemed to linger in the air. Every morning, regulars would gather, sharing stories and enjoying their favourite blends.
The barista, a cheerful young woman named Mia, had an uncanny ability to remember every customer's order and always added a personal touch to each cup.
As the sun rose higher, the café buzzed with energy, a wildcard of diverse conversations and connections, making it a beloved spot for all who visited. 0 reply
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