Life at Panera
Coffee shop kindness
From the May, 2014 issue
I'm sitting at my usual table by the window at the Panera on Washtenaw, sipping tea and revising my manuscript. There is a homeless man in a chair in the corner, his belongings stuffed in a ratty duffle bag next to him. One of the workers approaches him, and I brace myself for an eviction.
Instead, I hear this conversation:
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