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He settled back into the cushions "I love this one"

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Milo came in with a tray He poured out the coffee carefully, in a way that suggested long practice

"I would’ve thought you’d have someone to do this for you," I told him

"I think you discount the importance of routine," he said "My father always spoke about the is for oneself, the same way every day Frees the ht, ih this whole ceramic-tray coffee cere briefing I’d surrounded eniuses I could find

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