You walk away from the Kosm Cafe counter with your drink and snack and notice an odd man sitting at a long table. He is alternately pounding back shot after shot of espresso and applying some sort of waxy substance to a long wide sheet of scrap metal. Gonna run out of wax. Dammit, I don't have time to get more and the pod is leaving soon... He turns to you. Oh, hey dude. Could you do me a solid? Watch my board for a sec? I need a refill. He scoops up his pile of tiny mugs.
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