Lunch Post: The Hipster Regrets the Hat [after]


The other night we were at a restaurant in our new town. A young couple walked in, tattooed, bespectacled, the guy with a dorky sweater, faux-Victorian mustache, and over-sized transparent glasses, the girl in her matron-librarian best. An old woman sitting at the table next to us nudged her baseball-cap wearing husband and said, “Look, honey, the hipsters.”

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