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I’m still having a hard time grasping that one more $4 coffee here at home means one less night at a hostel somewhere in the world. And I’m having an even harder time completely severing the Starbucks umbilical cord. I’m down to one or two a week. I can quit anytime I want. No, really. I’m in control.
Four bucks for a damn coffee? How do the Starbucks big-wigs sleep at night? Very comfortably, that’s how. In big, soft, fluffy beds.