Moving to Boston brought two blessings — a baby girl and Dunkin’ Donuts. Our little one observed my frequent stops for coffee from the back seat. One day I cruised past a Dunkin’s without stopping but, having glimpsed the pink-and-orange sign, my daughter proudly pronounced her first word: “Cof-fee!”
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