I had an hour before I needed to be at work. A good friend of mine, Sara, was meeting me here so we could catch up some. I had gone to school with her, we'd had a class on group therapy together. After school she'd moved here, to Greene. Seeing her would be a relief. It's a good feeling, having a friend so far from home. I glanced around the room, looking for her recognizable red mane. I'd never been here before. The walls were pasted with famous people, bright red chairs were perched at every table. There were multiple outlets against the walls of each nook. This place has some character for a coffee chain. “Hey, Charlie! Over here!” Her loud New Yorker accent filled the room. Sara stood and waved me over. Every head in the coffee house turned, their attention on me and my friend. Around here, the folks were quiet and reserved. They weren't ready for women like Sara. Sara had a very different type of personality for this area; she was bold and outspoken. Here, everyone talked behind closed doors.
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