A Cafe Worthy of Your Time
March 30th 2011 Thirty-two hours into writing a short story my brains froze up, literally they went numb. There were zero thoughts coming into my head this is when I decided not to stay in the apartment any longer. Grabbing my computer, notepad and satchel, I flung on my blue winter jacket, a pair of jeans and headed out the door. Destination unknown I wandered across the street into Heyri Art Valley. With numero
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