Is what I would call a cafe if I went ahead with a brilliant idea that I thought up while in the back of a taxi in China, random english radio playing some weirdo dance music.

It would open bright and shiny some time before 6am, trance blaring out from some massive speakers, and the barista would pull shots. Guess the correct region you’re drinking from, get a free one! You’d be buzzing from the get go, perfect for a Monday morning.

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