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Soft light illuminated the local coffee shop. A few people sat at scattered tables, but the building was mostly empty at the late weekend hour. Some worked while others sat ostensibly because they had nothing more to do, and others read simply enjoying the atmosphere provided by the homely shop. Art haphazardly littered the walls but did not give the appearance of being disorderly. Friendly smiles and easy banter from the baristas behind the counter welcomed people as they walked through the glass door.