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Could this coffee shop actually be a prison? The female owner gave a mysterious smirk, her eyes glancing toward the weathered iron window. A spotlight shone down from above, casting eerie shadows of the rusted bars. Through the dim light, I faintly spotted a wayward soul behind bars—and couldn’t help but burst out laughing.
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