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Monday, April 30, 2012

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San Francisco’s Four Barrel Coffee is one of those neo-Cheers hipster hangouts where nobody knows your name and no one really cares as long as your Toms are in season. If any of the vinyl records on the shelf behind the barista are on your iPad, 5 points. If your ‘look’ is some shade of dapper lumberjack, sexy bag lady or Spock in Ray-Bans, 5 more points. If you can explain why coffee just tastes better with taxidermy and mad science in the background, I’ll buy your eco-friendly house-roasted expertly handcrafted latte.


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