This is from this Austrian-inspired coffee shop in the city that's named after a grinding company, but not actually associated with it in any way (I think they negotiated for naming rights):
It still has this little racist/inappropriate Turkish boy on the can, and he's on the lid as well:
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The name of the can reminds me of some kind of perfume, as well as its black/metallic red/silver color scheme.
Also, the cafe where I bought this is a prime example of how yuppies fetishize other countries.
Also also, when I look at how dirty the top of that can is, it makes me want to shine it, but I think that that's taking my coffee can collection a little bit too far.
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