The owner of Iron Brew Coffee walked into his own flagship store dressed like a man nobody wanted to notice. The cashier looked him up and down, dropped his change on the counter like it was dirty, and told him to keep his order simple.
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The owner of Iron Brew Coffee walked into his own flagship store dressed like a man nobody wanted to notice. The cashier looked him up and down, dropped his change on the counter like it was dirty, and told him to keep his order simple.

That night, Harold Coleman did not go back to his corner office. He did not call … The owner of Iron Brew Coffee walked into his own flagship store dressed like a man nobody wanted to notice. The cashier looked him up and down, dropped his change on the counter like it was dirty, and told him to keep his order simple.Read more