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FROMA HARROP
My own private Starbucks I was dreaming the other day about the perfect coffee bar. I start with a Starbucks. It's got Metro style down, for sure. Leather seating, soft lighting, tables looking onto whatever street life there is. But I go in and, alas, every decent seat has been taken by a member of the leisured adolescent class. The 18-year-olds are frozen in place, staring into their laptops. More ...
He was our leader
Klonie JORDAN I hate it when the telephone rings late at night. Rarely does anything good come from it. Such was the case Friday night when I had already gone to bed and my wife had dozed off on the sofa in the den. More ... Columns RSS feed |
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