I’m in transit quite a lot, and I like getting out of houses anyway, so I’ve built up a list of unofficial workspaces where I can pop in and do email and stuff free and without registering. This arty one is quite close:

Down one hill and up another, it’s ca 25 minutes on my Batavus Tripper, and the lovely man on reception is always pleased to see me–when he’s not off in New York doing whatever it is that one does in New York. With a piercing gaze: “Ooh, you ARE sweaty aren’t you! There are towels in the bathroom if you want to freshen up.” With a little encouragement I suspect he might offer to help.

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