Richard took me this beautiful cafe in the Netspresso store on Lincoln this afternoon on the way home from the beach.
It was very elegant in there, everything was perfect.
I ordered a scoop of icecream with a shot of expresso poured over it. Richard said it was a desert not a drink.
He had a Macciato which I can't even spell.
Richard bought a skull for Miami, I think skull would be happier in New York
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