A young man at my favorite cafe left his computer and his bag and just wandered off. I remember this feeling of being so at home at “your coffee-shop” that you feel as safe in it as you do at home.
In contrast, people at my tiny town forty minutes away treat the neighborhood coffee-shop with the respect and detachment of folks who are not used to hanging out at a place for no reason whatsoever other than because that’s what they want to do. Small town people see cafes in a strictly utilitarian way: they grab what they need and run. The leisurely people-watching is something you only experience in big cities.
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