July 24, 2015:
Grandma fumbles for change. There are people in line but she's determined to find fifteen cents. It's in there somewhere. That's the thing that matters.
Johnny Allman Bros smokes outside. Shoulder-length straight yellow hair, scragglish goatee, leather jacket and pegged blue Levi's, keys jangling from a beltloop. He's a Rebel.
Management has changed the WiFi password. There's a new barista, college-age, shy, perhaps her first job. Motown on the satellite feed.
Just another day in public.