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- I can hardly remember the last time I slept at night. For whatever reason, I always think more clearly after midnight. Today, as luck would have it, I’ve run out of my favorite Brazilian coffee. Whenever you try to find some good coffee in the City, you always run into gargoyles. The first time I barely escaped in one piece... If you manage to make it past them, do you think you could bring me a bag of coffee?
- Completed
- Coffee - my favorite Brazilian blend! It’s a gift fit for a king! Thank you, now I’ll be able to sit up until dawn without batting an eye.
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