There is an ancient Sufi parable about coffee: "He who tastes, knows; he who tastes not, knows not."
I fear me, son of Polypaus, lest this city be destroyed by pride like the Centaurs that devoured raw flesh. 'Tis easy to make a city's good plight ill, but hard to make a city's ill plight good.
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