To walk under the stars is walk with a smile but yet every star that one see is the family of Star bucks but yet just to see the twinkle thus the twinkle that one see is the twinkle of respect for eyes of the stars is the eyes of respect.
For every star that has respect is the family of Star buck that has good fresh coffee just to taste a good cup of fresh coffee is like feeling the ouch of the stars that has respect but yet for one who see a warm smile that says welcome to the house of Star bucks.
Thus where there a good cup of fresh coffee is the place that has respect the more one feel the touch of respect for one will see the lovely warm smile of the family of Star bucks but just to look into their eyes for one shall see the twinkle in them.
Night after night for one think of good fresh cup of coffee and yet wish to taste the fresh cup of coffee for it's Star bucks that has good cup of coffee every cup of coffee for there a warm mile on once face that says thank you.
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