Last night Marty and Peter took me to Rimsky Corsa Coffee, a coffeehouse in Portland. It's in an old Victorian and has no sign on the outside to indicate it's anything but a private house. But
inside it's a prime example of life, or in this case business, as art. The table above rotates clockwise so slowly that you don't notice until you reach for your cup and find that it's moved.
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