Before 13
The next morning, the refugees were woken by the smell of coffee.
“What´s that?” Ken yawned, and looked around in the dreary little apartment they were staying in the moment. In the bright light of the morning it looked even shabbier.
“We went to the coffee shop around the corner.” Omi was smiling at them.
ldquo;And got coffee and muffins for
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