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This is not merely a place, but a narrative universe: a fictional café where the boundaries of time and space dissolve, allowing the living and the dead, the poetic and the philosophical, the comic and the tragic to sit together over a cup of espresso.
Inspired by the Italian bar - a cultural institution that serves not only coffee but connection - Bar La Siepe reimagines this everyday setting as a stage for timeless dialogue. In Italy, the bar is not what English speakers might call a pub. It's where people begin the day, reading the newspaper with a caffè, exchanging glances, comments, or simply standing silently at the counter. It's a small public square in miniature: intimate, habitual, and deeply human.
At Bar La Siepe, this tradition takes on surreal and literary dimensions. The barista is Giacomo Leopardi, the melancholic poet who brews coffee with the weight of existence in his gaze. On certain days, Franz Kafka fills in behind the bar, moving like a man caught between two worlds. Marcus Aurelius, the stoci emperor. Vincent van Gogh, silent and distracted, also pours coffee - though it sometimes seems he's painting the foam instead.
The waitress, precise and brilliant, is none other than Ada Lovelace, who serves drinks as if arranging algorithms. Agatha Christie is the cashier, with a piercing glance and a ledger of iron logic. Watching silently from the storeroom is Edgar Allan Poe, the supplier, who delivers crates of strange liquors, rare coffees, and the occasional mystery that no one asked for. He never stays long.
Each story unfolds around a theme - power, memory, war, silence, genius, love, or death - in the form of a reflective and often ironic dialogue.
Bar La Siepe is, ultimately, a tribute to the art of conversation - to that fragile and essential moment when thought becomes voice. It's a space for unfinished thoughts, for quiet rebellion, and for the sacred act of pausing - with a coffee in hand - to wonder aloud.