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    <title>My love affair with Starbucks&amp;#8230;</title>
    <published>2009-11-06T13:29:06Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-06T13:29:06Z</updated>
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/12254940@N00/2860183282/"&gt;My very first Starbucks mug&amp;#8230;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/12254940@N00/"&gt;SabineNadineMelanie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I don&amp;#8217;t really drink coffee. I&amp;#8217;m not a particular fan of global consumer mono-branded capitalism like McDonalds. And yet, the sight of a Starbucks mug fills me with pride and joy.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#8217;s a unique combination of solid working-class workmanship &amp;#8211; this is a big chunky mug for drinking out of &amp;#8211; and branded middle-class aspirations &amp;#8211; I&amp;#8217;m drinking in a funky trendy cafe. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One recently fell into my hands, and I&amp;#8217;m very reluctant to let it go. It just sits there on my desk, and I feel a very odd sense of pride when I do end up drinking out of it. I&amp;#8217;ve found myself making more cups of tea just so I can drink more out of it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and what other chain can promote themselves on the basis of &amp;#8220;Oooh, the red cups are back!&amp;#8221; ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="text-align: right"&gt;&lt;small&gt;Mirrored from &lt;a href="http://www.almostwitty.com/adayinthelife/my-love-affair-with-starbucks" title="Read Original Post"&gt;almost witty&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=almostwitty&amp;ditemid=284496" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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