Café Flor
Where the existentialists hung out, it seemed like a great place to write a letter to S, who loves Simone de Beauvoir. The cafe crème was excellent, if pricey.
A blog of personal reflections, adventures both close to home and far away, political musings and commentary, and thoughts on negotiating life as a twenty-something, queer Mainer transplanted to New York City hoping to write, inspire, teach and change the world.
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