Living Space

I don’t use internet cafes much, but I don’t have a printer, so when I need a form on paper or a gold plated tennis racket, I go to this place. It’s nearly across the street from my house. In the world of internet cafes, this place is Otis Redding, classy, smooth, calming. You know how internet cafes can, at times, have a nitty-​gritty, ultra-​urban feel? The living space has none of this. In a sunny circular upper level, computers are arranged, sitting bright in the daylight. A atrium below holds a quaint café with surprisingly good (and fair trade) coffee.
All this pizazz might lead you to believe that Hugh Grant has decided to become a Spanish guitar player, but as far as I know that’s not true. It might also lead you to believe that I am destined for greatness, to which I’d respond, «gee thanks!» Lastly, it might lead you to believe that this place is expensive. Is it? You want to know, don’t you. It’s not.
If ever you need a café or the internet or the two rolled into one, this place is a great place to go. If ever you need a face-​lift, I don’t know what to tell you. If ever you need a comic relief, please read my upcoming novel that’s waiting to be written. If ever you think I have a bizarre sense of humor, you’re right.