You’ll all be relieved, as I am, to know that the Coffee Grinder – my favorite place for a cup of joe – is open today. They didn’t open yesterday, and there’s no sign of why. None of my business. But it had us on the edges of our seats.
It’s good to have a clean, well-ventilated, place to sit and write a while. They’ve been playing Hawaiian music in here. I don’t understand a word, but it’s cool. Now they’ve switched to flamenco guitar. Sweet. See, I don’t have tunes like that at home. Oops, now it’s raggae. The flamenco didn’t last long, but that’s cool, mon.
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