That's where I find myself on the Monday before Christmas. The Barnes and Noble, my usual haunt, must have overwhelmed routers or something because I couldn't get online. Instead I came here, a bastion of highbrow behavior if ever I saw one.
Riiiiiiiiiight.
It's a strange mix of people, in the way that a bus depot is a strange mix of people. A bunch of loud "YOU GO GIRL!" girls aren't far away and, at one point, I was almost run over by a gaggle of kids.
It is what it is, I guess. So be it.
I wanted free Wi-Fi? I found it. The fact that it isn't at a MENSA meeting isn't anyone' fault, no?
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