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It's there, in our cups. Those who know the difference, can savour the richness.
Picked in the morning, processed in the afternoon. Busy hands with trained fingers, quickly pick the selected berries.
Lusty shouts, as workers load the trucks in the lateness of a setting sun.
Dusty roads and the last glimmers of light, greet our coffee, and the process begins.
Ricardo Valdivieso Oriani |
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