The Basement

Those who want to make love, not war – and save a tree in between peace rallies – tend to frequent The Basement instead of the usual carbon–copy coffee shops. The atmosphere is infinitely more copasetic than its soulless counterparts, everything is Fairtrade, and you can even recline in a rocking chair while sampling the quirky library. Check your email, meander through the exhibition space or spend ten minutes absorbing the notice board by the door, which always comes up a treat with bizarre local events.

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