It was brisk winter afternoon as I longed for a sub-ambient tempered beverage to distract myself from my labor induced woes. Was greeted by the perfect shade of purple plastered on the side of what some people would see as a mere building but others 4 corners of salvation. The air was fitting as my ears were graced by pure 2006 teenage nostalgia in the form of in what i can only describe as the perfectly curated string of musical examples. My vision gleefully drawn to their digital entertainment in that of Street Fighter 2 and the more analog Indiana Jones pinball, but ah what is this...a utmost glorious vending machine offering the finest of what was one of the original cash crops that help build this fine country, Tobacco. The bartender lovely and optimistic asking in which form i wish to cure my woeful ailment, deep down she already knows and need not ask but the gesture of interpersonal conversation in always appreciated. As i consume my masterfully crafted elixir sitting under the conveniently hung holiday lights strung on the ceiling I take in the beauty of old and new friends conversing about the black and white movie on the ironic colored TV, a man with his canine companion enjoying a game of billiards, a young woman bashfully reading a piece of hard covered literature in a booth. An upmost unique and exuberant scene one could never plan only to fall into place genuinely. In time I was whisked away from the confines of reality and the outside world and found the place of comfort in my own diversion of self thought in which i longed for from the start of this journey. All in all the mediocre pain that is Tuesday was once again dissolved, I must say I don't Know who Lil Danny is but i would one day like to shake his hand and perhaps share the indulgence of flying a kite.