Thoughts while drinking too much espresso...
While at work today, it seems a strange car was parked in our parking lot for over an hour. Every now and then, it would change parking spaces, while some rather unsavory characters would get in the car for a bit, then leave. Odd, indeed. Upon noticing this, fellow employees and I theorized a potential prostitution ring based on meeting in Starbucks parking lots. It may very well be happening right at this moment. I have heard of an underground "hipster" movement, based on never admitting to being such, complete with secret "lingo". One never knows what oddities might be lurking just behind the next corner...