I always dream of finding the perfect coffee shop to work in , and today I located one: good coffee, to be sure, and an almond croissant - and a desk to work at, and plants, and art work, and bare brick walls, and doors open onto a courtyard, and interesting-looking other people (who weren't - New Orleans not being LA - all writing screen plays). I'm glad to be home, to be sure - but Fourth Wall was perfect.
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