There is a coffee shop in Brooklyn that used to be the kind of place people talked about. Not because the coffee was exceptional, though it was good, not because of the pretty space, although it also was.. People talked about it because walking in felt like something. The light was warm in a specific way. The cups were a particular shade of off-white th…
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A hundred small betrayals we all make

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