Run A Ground

Baristas are this century’s bartenders, who were last century’s priests.

Unable to escape from the unburdening of customer’s emotions. Between sips from their lattes and licking the milk from their upper lips, they spill their secrets, their hopes and fears.

The people behind the counter nod, half-smile. And at least pretend to listen. Which is, all they really can do and all the people really want. The other customers wait in line, eager for that first hot drink, like a key to a lock, and the opportunity to confess that their lives aren’t working out quite as they had hoped.

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