A sock of warm rice, ten slow breaths, and a wristband that suddenly believes you slept like a baby. Azucena finally tastes coffee again — then learns who never had to give it up in the first place.
Part 2 of 4 in The Coffee Curfew
Al día siguiente, a las cuatro de la tarde, Azucena toca una puerta gris detrás del Supermercado Central. Otoniel abre y mira la calle nervioso. «Entra rápido», dice él.
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