I smell the coffee of a foolish one

I smell the coffee of a foolish one

Posted: September 1, 2016 at 1 a.m.

I -- like most children -- grew up reading fairy tales. The fantastical adventures of giants, witches and princesses kept my young imagination in stitches. I could don glass slippers, run from big, bad wolves and check my mattress for peas -- all before breakfast.

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