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❞ the bartender asked, annoying her.
Stupid question. Because of her annoyance, she raised an eyebrow at him in irritation.
❝Probably alcohol, but it's coffee; it's not a coffee shop,❞ she said flatly.
❝What I mean is, what kind of wine do you like because we have different brands of wine here?❞ the bartender explained.
The bartender turned to what he said—different types of wine lined up behind him.Angel didn't know the name of alcohol; maybe at her age that was unbelievable, believe it or not, but in truth, she had never found alcohol in her entire life.
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