Somerville Place
Our cars are the new cafés
It was too rainy for the porch today, and I was in a rush anyway, so I drank my coffee in stolen sips in between showering and dressing and putting on my shoes and mask.
Now I’m sitting in a Starbucks parking lot preparing for the kid’s train to get in from their week with their dad. I am purchasing a welcome home Frappuccino, as one does.
Today I am an…
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