In a dream last night I started a blog and called it Downhill Swing Café.
The blog spoke about real life, not airbrushed or edited. It comforted those who thought they were the only failures and losers around. It was a virtual café with the wonderful, spicy aroma of dark roast coffee and sweet vanilla lattes. It played old jazz, the kind that anchors you and takes you flying at the same time.
The blog was an instant success.
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