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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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    Cat's Meow

    owned by Nadya Tetradore
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    Cat's Meow

    An older brick building tucked downtown with only a neon sign above the steel door saying Cat's Meow and the drifting of music to let you know of the burlesque within. The inner confines have a lavish feeling of comfort and style. At one end of the building is a large stage for the dancers to entertain with small round tables scattered in front for the customers to sip or dine while watching. Directly across from the stage is a fully stocked bar so you’re never without a view of the entertainment.

    Owner Nadya Tetradore

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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
    2 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
    Barista Calliel Alosi

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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

LITTLE DOVE open69.246.153.243Posted On May 12, 2017 at 9:54 PM by COLUMBIA de LÉVÊQUE

he waited seven more days

and sent the dove out once again


It comes and goes in waves with me; the emotions i mean. Some days i feel nothing and other days i feel everything. It is a curse, though it is a blessing. I am literally a walking paradox. My time on this earth far greater than the time that shows upon my young face. Sometimes i can feel her, speaking to me, begging for me to remember memories that aren’t even my own. We are two separate souls in one body her and i. My past self connected far too greatly with my present self. She has unfinished business, her lover’s betrayal leading to her death. I feel her pain more than anyone else’s these days.

I move swiftly, careful not to touch or make any contact with the others. I cannot handle an emotional attack right now, cannot handle to bear their pain along with my own. I didn’t sleep last night and i am sure it shows in the bags under my eyes. The nightmares of visions far too real from long ago plaguing me in my sleep. Coffee, it wasn’t the major solution to my problems but for now it would do. Just the idea of the warm cup in my hands sent pleasurable chills down my spine.

I pick up my pace, drawing close to the cafe and allowing the sweet scents of brew tickle my nose. A small smile and then i enter the intoxicating domain, greeted by a fresh wave of life along with the sounds of the patrons inside. I move in haste, placing my order and waiting impatiently in the corner for it to come. My forearms rest on the smooth counter, one hand rising as i nervously bite my nail while the other taps lightly in subtle rhythm. I can practically feel the vibrations of the others; emotions like a faint drum that flows through my body. They blend better than the coffee blend that the barista now slides my way. I cannot help the subtle smile that spreads as fingers lace around the warm cup. As it raises to my lips, i inhale, allowing this small victory and peace to flow over me as I take the first sip.

COLUMBIA de LÉVÊQUE

but this time, it did not return to him







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