So there I was, a puddle of pumpkin spice, my physical body crumpled on the pavement outside of Starbucks while my glowing, (aptly) burnt-orange spirit levitated upwards, wondering what the hell I was supposed to do next.
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So there I was, a puddle of pumpkin spice, my physical body crumpled on the pavement outside of Starbucks while my glowing, (aptly) burnt-orange spirit levitated upwards, wondering what the hell I was supposed to do next.
