The Mountain and the Tree

So. The mermaid has come to town. And the good coffeeshop - the small friendly one, with the comfy sofas and the acoustic evenings and CDs by local bands playing all day - has closed down. Vagabonds, it was called - not only did they do good coffee, but most times it was a good, happy crowd of young people, and the local special needs school used to take their students on a trip out there every so often. (The management had offered them all-day happy hour prices.)

Notes from today, now that I've slept the sleep of the overworked dead.

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