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| This looked nothing like the CVS I visited. |
But before I hopped on the interstate to head home, I knew I had to stop somewhere and acquire caffeine, or I'd certainly fall asleep at the wheel. I exited the cathedral and glanced across the dark street to the brightly-lit CVS parking lot.
This was not the safest part of town. It was nighttime, I was by myself and dressed more professionally for the day's earlier events; I didn't want to draw unnecessary attention to myself.
Also, I'd never considered visiting the iron fence-circled drugstore as an option in past visits to this area of the city. But there was an easy access to a caffeinated beverage standing before me, and wouldn't even need to reset the GPS to find some obscure coffee shop elsewhere.
Eh. I decided I'd pop in quickly, pick up one of those cold, premade jar bottles of Starbucks frappe-somethings, and not be stupid about anything.
