Reading in Public Is Not an Invitation for Conversation
By Hope Racine
Last week I was working in a local coffee shop when a girl my age sat down at the communal table beside me and pulled out a book. It was a crowded coffee shop, so when an older man asked if we minded him sitting at the table, no one begrudged him a seat. He sat there for maybe five minutes in silence, twiddling his thumbs, before beginning to ask the girl questions.
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Last week I was working in a local coffee shop when a girl my age sat down at the communal table beside me and pulled out a book. It was a crowded coffee shop, so when an older man asked if we minded him sitting at the table, no one begrudged him a seat. He sat there for maybe five minutes in silence, twiddling his thumbs, before beginning to ask the girl questions.
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