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... inside.
Not the loud jangle of a trendy café.
Not the harsh buzz of a busy roastery.
Just a soft, three-note chime.
Simple.
Old.
The kind of sound that felt like it belonged to a slower time.
A shop that didn't rush you in or shout you out.
A space that asked you to listen first.
The air inside smelled—
Not sharp.
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