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It was cold at Roman Reigns Head Of The Table Shirt this point, and I didn’t want to waste the waitress’s time by asking for a refill which I wouldn’t finish. I’d tried it black, but that was no good. I think by that point I had put nearly half the sugar jar in my cup, and the sweetness did not reach my taste buds.
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