There is an LA meeting tradition in which the person seeking something, calls the person with the sought-after thing (advice, connections, love…) and they meet. At a coffee shop.

I’ve been making the rounds recently, doing such things, and yesterday I traveled to Venice CA and sat in Intelligentsia. This place is insane.

Wood sitting blocks, Steam Punk shoes, and a line of faces lit from Mac books. If The City of Lost Children has a coffee shop, this would be it.

Excuse me. Coffee shoppe.