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You probably know somebody who loves coffee: drinking coffee, making coffee, and, above all, talking about coffee. If so, please accept my condolences, along with a hard truth: there is no way to cure this condition, nor to lessen the distress of those who suffer on account of their proximity to it. Just know that, while you happily slurp your morning cup of whatever, the coffee obsessive in your life wakes up every day and braces for disappointment, and quite possibly despair. Espresso is a technological marvel; a delicious shot can require thousands of dollars’ worth of equipment and lots of practice, not to mention whatever milk or milky liquid is required. But pl

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