After years of subjugation, the pumpkins are finally firing back.
The only thing that would heal me was to go somewhere completely unexpected. I needed to leave it all up to fate.
“At least I’m like a hot Ariel mermaid, and not one of those ugly grey fishy things from Harry Potter.”
Café Bibliothèque, the trendy coffee shop located in a former slaughterhouse, is know for its community of artists, philosophers, and intellectuals. One stipulation for patrons? If you’re going to sip your java inside, you must have a real physical book with you. That’s right, tree-killers only. But it can’t be just any book. It has…
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