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Taste like candy, Andy - Part one

I'd been working for Andy Saints café for two weeks, three days, nine hours and 56 seconds and counting. It was hell. It shouldn't have been hell, not even a bit, but Andy didn't like me very much. No idea why but he just didn't. Andy's café was a small library sized place. It had ceiling high glass walls and sleek cherry oak tables and black marble counters. Above the café there were...Read On