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Happy Donuts, Sad Espresso. The kind of place I regrettably try to test my hunches. Tight quarters for just a half-dozen cramped tables, flourescent lights, and a bit of counter mayhem with the morning coffee rush. Inattentive and unskilled barista serves with no crema, no body, and no acidity. What little flavor it has at least isn't bitter, but it's very subtle. If you're not here for donuts, hit the Peet's across the street. Weak even by American coffee standards. A waste of an old school Faema.
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