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I spy at the Spyhouse

I love sitting at the counter of the Nicollet Avenue Spyhouse Coffee Shop. It feels like sitting at a diner, without the sassy waitresses and smell of grease. Here is the view:

Spyhouse Cafe

And who did I spy at the Spyhouse? Neighbor Nathan:

Spyhouse Cafe

Nathan was on his way to pickup his brand-new Mac Laptop. I didn’t make too many indie-techie jokes. Really.

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