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Chapter 403 - 402: Barista God
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... frothing milk was a chore; to Rex, it was a sequence of frequencies. He tilted the pitcher, listening to the hiss of the air entering the liquid. He wasn’t looking at the thermometer; he was listening to the pitch of the steam. When it hit a perfect G-sharp, he stopped.
Then, the performance began.
Rex didn’t just pour. He began to move the pitcher in a rhythmic, undulating pattern—a technique he had adapted from his 18 years of music theory. The milk hit the crema with a specif ...
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