I love this narrow grungily fashionable place. Everyone has the air and coture of a jaded popstar or struggling actor. A blend of Fleetwood Mac and Green Day is de rigeur. Black, tatts and stubble are IN; clean cut is most definitely OUT. Thin IN. Stout Out.
The cafe I am in now has the remnants of a 50's Italian caff about it but half the staff
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