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    The East

    The east side of the city is often considered the heart of Sacrosanct. It's here were the majority of the shopping district can be found, deep in the heart of downtown. It's here that magic thrives, it hums in every stone and can be felt in every breath. Often times, new comers to the city may be come overwhelmed by such sensations but, eventually, it becomes an ever present feeling that's hardly noticed. The streets of the east side are frequented by all species as many companies are housed in the sky scrapers and hole in the wall establishments that line the streets.

    What's You'll Find Here

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    Downtown

    Downtown

    The city has a unique skyline, clashing between modern sky rises and small victorian storefronts. In the heart of downtown, the sleek colored glass buildings reign supreme though their old-world roots can be seen in the most peculiar places from the lamp post styled electric street light to the stone sidewalks. The old world architecture slowly returns the further from downtown you travel, however.

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    Inner Sanctum

    owned by Alexander Macedonia
    3 employees

    Inner Sanctum

    This hidden little cafe is loaded with essentricities and antiques that fill every corner of this remarkable place. The walls are lined with oddities from every corner of the world. Beyond the intriging decor, this place is known for it's delectable coffees and it's exquisite latte art.

    Owner Alexander Macedonia

    Barista Alexis Wilde
    Assistant Manager Calliel Alosi
    Barista Beylani Rose

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    Red on the Water

    owned by Isolt Griffin
    2 employees

    Red on the Water

    Nestled in a pleasant alcove that is but a stone?s throw away from the dazzling labyrinth of downtown, Red on the Water is a spectacle in its own right. Renovated in the style of a classic Irish pub with a dash of modern flare befitting the city that boasts it, this up-and-coming venue is the perfect place to snag an impeccably prepared home-cooked meal and enjoy the city?s most impressive collection of brews from Ireland and beyond. You and your guests are sure to be mesmerized and invigorated by the energetic offerings of the live Celtic band to be found here every weekend.

    Owner Isolt Griffin

    Co-Owner Damon Marcello
    Waitress Yumi Chizue

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    The Bakery

    owned by Taliah Vieira
    2 employees

    The Bakery

    The Bakery is a small bakery that serves anything that your heart desires, from sweet to savory this little place has it all. The area overall is small and cozy, a seating area that lines the windows and several bakery cases that provide freshly baked goods every day. The Bakery also takes special orders and delivers to local cafes.

    Owner Taliah Vieira

    Baker Sterling Tenembrage
    Baker Ludovino Donati

with your wicked blood and your curls;75.72.150.45Posted On March 29, 2017 at 7:39 AM by lukas beck

don't think twice, it's alright

To Lukas’s mind, there wasn’t a better way to explore a new city than with a cup of local coffee.

That, at least, was the thought that brought him to the little cafe near the university. And his immediate thought on opening the door was that everyone else had had the same idea. The tables and booths were littered with students and papers and laptops, and the line was several people deep.

Ah well; he’d just make it a to-go cup.

Grabbing the day’s paper from a stack by the door he stepped into line and inhaled the rich coffee-shop scents - beans and cocoa and steaming milk - as he scanned the front page. Lukas was surprised to see a headline about multiple shootings, though the neighborhood was one he didn’t recognize; he hadn’t heard much about crime in this city. Maybe that was just what came with being on a harbor.

The bell on the door rang out as someone else entered, and an icy gust of wind made Lukas glance back, drawing his jacket more tightly around him. What he saw made him sigh. Despite the weak sunlight on his way here, it had begun raining, darkening the sidewalk and streaking the windows. Looked like he was going to have to find a buddy to sit with.

“What can I get you?” the barista asked with a flintier-than-necessary grin, and Lukas eyed the chalkboard behind her, marked with five-dollar lattes and ungodly combinations involving butterscotch. He thought of the ten-dollar bill in his pocket and how he’d have to scrounge up lunch, too. Hopefully there were help wanted ads in the paper.

“Medium black coffee, thanks. Dark roast.” He tipped the change into the mason jar next to her register, but immediately regretted not keeping the quarter. Damn, he was too old for this kind of life.

Holding his coffee in a way that kept the finger-scalding to a minimum he eyed the shop, his gaze finding groups of two and three at each table and every seat along the window full. But there was a booth in the corner, and he began heading for it, cheering his luck. It wasn’t until he was standing before the table that he spotted the dark-haired woman who sat there, hidden by the back of the booth.

He glanced for the window - still pouring rain.

“Mind if I sit here?” he asked her, inclining his head to the space across from her. “I just want to, uh,” and he lifted the newspaper, as if he needed a reason to linger other than the rain, which had begun lashing the windows in earnest.





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