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Feature time 2Days are passing by, we are in the middle of the summer, so, my friends, is time to thanks to you for everything,
smiles, hugs, faves, comments...
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Here is some of my latest faves, I hope to enjoy !
Let's Start With A Good Coffee!History of coffee is complex and delicious like coffee itself. The coffee road began in Africa and the magical potion continued its journey in Asia, Europe and the Americas.
Before 1000 BC - tribesmen in Ethiopia found that if you drink fruits coffee tree, have more energy during the day.
1000 BC - Arab traders bring coffee on their land and start cultivating it for the first time in plantations. Is the time when the coffee tree beans are cooked and turned into a drink they call "qahwa" (in translation "beverage banish sleep").
Bitter and Sweet by gianovata Time for Coffee Break by ninazdesign Coffee beans and lenses by Nebelschwinge Some Things I Love by kErstinR my coffee by annbuht Buy me with a coffee by green-shad0w Coffee cup by V-ace :thumb204752806: Coffee rain by blueanto coffee heart by alexandra-maria
1453 - Coffee is brought to Constantinople where it opens first store in the world. Also Turkish law gives woman the right
Nine TimesI saw him nine times.
The first time we were both sitting in the room together, getting ready to take the math test that would determine our placement. I was scatterbrained and throwing things around, trying to find the pencils that I had known I would need but had still just tossed in my purse. He was lounging backwards in his chair, looking for all the world as though he didn’t have a single care in the world, including the upcoming test. It annoyed me, that I was frantic and ready to scream, while someone else could be that relaxed.
I tested out of the class.
I don’t know if he did.
The second time I saw him, it was a few months after I arrived on campus. He was the one rushing and frantic this time, running across the square. He was probably late for class, though I had no way of knowing for sure. I was already lost in my own thoughts and ideas, deciding on my major and convincing people that yes, this is what I really want to do with my life. If they weren
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