black
At Deus Ex Machina
He pulled paralleled to the Deus ex Machina shop and walked in with a nearly a dozen native beads circling his neck.
I asked, “How do you like your coffee.”
His brow furrowed, his neck craned in and then he replied.
He said, “Black, like The Coffeetographer taught me.”
Coffee Shop: Deus ex Machina
Location: Venice, CA