I was trapped in there, and I felt like I couldn't breathe. Probably from all the smelly perfume and scented candles. Oi. I had to escape! Thankfully, Starbucks was only a hop, skip, and walk-across-the-street away. When I returned, there was another dude in the store. Five-hundred and seventy-three women to two men. Those were the odds, but I no longer cared. For I had my hazelnut frapp (coffee-based! mmm!) and nothing could take it away from me.

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I'm a speculative fiction writer who reads and owns way too many books. I'm also a reviewer, an editor, and a semi-passionate cartoonist. 'Nuff said. ... full profile