Cafe Kid

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I’m not sure how it happened. And I don’t know how long it will last. But this kid is such a great Café Kid.

We talk. We snack. We talk more.

In our Boston neighborhood, we have quite a few cafés to choose from, so we rotate. Sometimes I bring markers and paper. Sometimes, like today, I don’t.

We laugh a lot. We stay too long. She never wants to leave. It’s okay, Roozle. I don’t want to go either.

Author: Casey

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