After spending the afternoon walking around — and, by the way, rain does make the foot ache in a strange way — I decided to rest at a cafe. It was nice to write and watch people pass by, with the exception of an assclown who made a lewd comment. And then, while packing up to go home, I spotted him: Overly serious-looking guy about my age, closely clipped hair, thick Kissinger spectacles, coffee in his cup, reading Friedrich Nietzsche. Repeat, reading Friedrich Nietzsche. It was a living and breathing coffee-shop dude archetype, and it filled me with delight. I love it so much when clichés pop up in real life. In college you get to see (and be) them more often, but it doesn't happen often enough these days. A fun start to the new year.
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