Early morning has come to Seattle. A foggy mist hangs over the waterfront, the smell of baking bread wafts through the air, and in the distance a ferry’s horn announces the arrival of commuters for another day of work.
You’ve been standing there with hot coffee clutched in your hand for a few minutes now. Around you, the sidewalks are beginning to come alive. Fishermen, smelling of salt and ocean breezes, pass by you with pots
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