This is a virtual cafe where all ideas are entertained all facts discerned, all topics discussed. And just because the proprietor has a passion for Christ, books, and the Acoustic guitar, that doesn't mean you can't veer wildly off into different subjects. So, come in, have a coffee (imported especially from Verble's finca in El Salvador), and talk about whatever you want.
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Overheard at the counter
And I grew up in Upper Marlboro Maryland where in the colonial days there was a port . . . there isn't a port there any longer, because the water has receded -
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