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I have always been a follower, never the leader, and as much as I would like to be one of the pack lined up in a Starbucks or other coffee emporiums ordering a mocha, double latte, it will never happen. Fair trade, organic, hauled on the back of mule in Columbia means nothing to me – I hate coffee, I hate the smell, and I hate the taste. You say everyone loves coffee, but I beg to differ.
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