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Mom's Book Club: Secret Societies and Espresso Machines?! ☕️πŸ“š


 

so my mom decided to start a book club because you know reading is supposed to be a calming enriching experience she rounded up a group of neighborhood moms and they kicked off with the D Vinci Code all seemed normal at first until I noticed they were meeting twice a week which seemed odd for a bunch of busy moms one day I overheard them Whispering like a secret society discussing how Renaissance art was clearly a blueprint for a secret network of underground tunnels connecting every Starbucks they even had a chart with Doodles of lattes and Leonardo's face thanks spiraled when they started ordering espresso machines in bulk just in case their next meeting involved a PowerPoint presentation about how the Mona Lisa was actually a map to a hidden stash of non-dairy creamer the kicker my mom concluded the meeting by saying Dan Brown may have written it but we're Brewing it and that's how our house became the headquarters for

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