The Coffee Shop As An Escape

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There were only a few places I considered to be a safe haven. My car and the local coffee shops were the main two I relied on.

As I grew up, I made it a mission to go to every coffee shop in the East Bay Area. Oakland, Berkeley, Walnut Creek, Pleasanton, Hayward — if there was a functioning coffee shop, I frequented it. Throughout life, I relied on them not just as a way to feed my caffeine addiction but as a way…