Skewed and scoured along a scree unsketched circling rills run dry, ruined in rough heat, the warrior climbs, clenching the cleft, blind to the bastion, burnt to the core. Risking his soul in sudden repose, on a bed of rock, built by the boughs of time, his mind slowly mingles, mixes with his path, he …
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PostEspresso.Net is the first step in fulfilling a dream, a dream that we would all find good coffee, dwell together in unity, and maybe find something better still.
Here you can read reviews, not so much of coffee shops, but of the experience of going to coffee shops, and of the attempts to fit those experiences back into the fabric of self hood, society, and individual calling.
Please take a moment and laugh at the name, which is a play on post modernism… get it? POST-modernism, POST-espresso. Yeah, just figured I would point that one out.
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