"Zander Monk stepped into the coffee shop, his nose wrinkling with distaste at the freshly ground coffee scent that infiltrated his airways. Ugh. How did humans drink this poison? Yet it seemed as though it was a daily addiction for almost every adult in New Faxian, possibly the entire planet.
He'd grab his bottles of water and get the fuck out of there."
– Zander, (Book 6, Alien Fugitives) by Mel Teshco
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