The Roseville Caribou on Lexington is becoming some sort of strange nexus for me. A week ago I saw one of the barista's at church. Last Saturday, at the swing dance at the Anoka airport, I ran into another. She happens to be living with one of the couples that we went dancing with. I think there is a cosmic message in this for me -- I should be tipping better.
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