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| You're not home until you have your first Wawa coffee. |
There are some things that I instantly love about being home, the mild weather, meaning I can finally wear a scarf all day without dying, and the familiarity of Wawa coffee. For people who haven't grown up in the northeast it can seem a strange craving for gas station coffee but Wawa is so much more than just a gas station. It's comfort for someone who spend their whole high school career living off Wawa coffee, sandwiches and late night runs on a daily basis. Stopping at Wawa isn't just about checking something off the to-do list or the standard instagram picture, it's about remembering where you've come from to see how how you've gone.
But most importantly it's just really good coffee on the go to fuel you up for a day of shopping. It's the little things that make home, home.
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