Third Cafe Sketch

March 11, 2008

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Steel crossbars serve as stylish walls between the cafe and the adjoining hotel, shielding the morning-afters from the caffeine punch. The gates are open and there’s some cheeserock on the speakers, Pat Bentar – something about best shots and hitting, and I thought we outgrew this shit 20 years ago. Two bookshelves in the cafe, each one carefully stacked with mugs and other gifts. Not too expensive and the coffee sipping crowd goes for it. Guy over there at the high table, must be 275 plus. When he sat down, I noticed his fly was open. He pulled his shirt down in some embarrassment and took a drink of his black. Sits there looking into the falling sunrays, sometimes looks into the hotel lobby.

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Podcast Episode #11 • March 11, 2008 • 06:50

2 reader comments (closed)

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Becky

Awesome sketch, mike. I’ve been reading your stuff, and now it’s good to hear your voice. You really make me want to write!

I really liked the “it only hurts upon inspiration” bit in your other piece, too. Carry on, boy. Or should I say kumquat.

Mar 15, 2008 • 00:16

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Gravel   (Author)

Thanks, Becky! So very nice to hear. Talk to you soon.

Mar 16, 2008 • 16:55

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