Stood in that dimly lit Dunkin' Donuts for 10 long minutes watching coffee cans get refilled but nobody touched the pastry case. Like I just wanted a simple 2 PM cinnamon swirly pick-me-up, not an existential crisis. Now I'm stuck wondering if my life expectations are too high or they just ran out of sugar on the counter.
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