I drove downtown, peering through the freezing fog -- and there I found it: Laundry 101. The place is bright and colorful. They serve beer, espresso and little pastries. Numerous are video games, televisions, and undergraduates engaged in magnetic pre-mating gazes. I approached the barista for tokens.
To be continued on Thursday.
In the meantime, you might enjoy listening to a Hafez poem in farsi (persian). He writes here about seizing the day. Read the whole thing and you'll see why the 14th-century religious leaders felt threatened and exiled him. In Iran, poetry and music two sides of the same coin, so the recording starts with a melody.