
I noticed that there was some sort of construction going on inside the building that housed the old Elliott Bay Bookstore so I decided to go in. Before I went inside, I noticed this truck in the alley showing the Tour de France on a large big screen TV in the back of the truck. I liked the way that everyone is sitting there, like it's normal. I heard that there was a similar event with the World Cup, which drew more people.

Maybe this will become normal. Everyone will stop typing on their laptops at cafes and become social and watch TV with their neighbors in some alley. Imagine all the people, watching TV. You might say I'm a dreamer . . .

I've heard of black lung before, but I've never envisioned them as a mossy alley . . .

So, I walk into the old Elliott Bay Bookstore and it's all empty and they are having some sort of ice cream social there and that's just intensifies how much I miss the bookstore. Then, I get over it. There's ice cream after all.

If you walk downstairs, the
Elliott Bay Cafe is still open. Don't be looking for Frasier. He's going through a tough divorce and he never was really in Seattle. Now, it's your turn to get over it.
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