little seattle keeps coming along
The familiar visage of the joyous Il Pagliacci of Cafe Vita in full neon was hoisted above the dirty, exuberantly hip streets of Ludlow last week. New York is this much closer to even better coffee.
Yeah, but when are we getting Theo?
{Also, that first sentences took me about 5 tries to read. We don’t talk like that in Seattle, just to be clear.}
{I’ve also never lived in Seattle. Just, whatever. It’s my people.}
