World  Peace, For  the  Evening. Or something like that.

World Peace, For the Evening. Or something like that.

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So I’m sitting in my favorite Starbucks at my favorite table for two with two of the small wooden chairs, shoved into the corner that has three sets of outlets. The two leather chairs that used to be here are gone. Corporate replaced them with chat chairs: shallow-but-wide-seated, cloth-covered seating meant for skinny white chicks to sit on the edge of and talk both at the same time, while they lean forward and wave one hand in time to their own words. Nice. If not World Peace, at least Peace in My World. Saturday Afternoon Edition.
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