The naked lounge sits quietly on a corner near the R street light rail station. In a building that looks like a house with shop windows, and set in the ubiquitous sacramento jewel tones, it's hardly as enticing as it's name would suggest. My guess is that the name comes from the female nudes (paintings) inside. It would take an aggressively anti-porn lesbian to find the namesake artwork at the naked lounge titillating, but I did once have a disastrous fling with a member of the staff (prior to her employment there).
In any other town, the naked lounge wouldn't really stand out, but this is sacratomato we're talking about. Offering the right mix of aggressively indie and aggressively gentrified puts it in a market of its own in sac. Really, offering any mix of the two would put it in a market of it's own, seeing as the town's coffee market is owned by starbucks, with 4 or 5 reputable indie sellers, staffed by very pierced and very tattooed young people... (and java city, but they don't know ambiance or good tea from adam).
The interior features cozy furniture, attractive, friendly staff and a clientele that seems to have a lot of time to drink coffee. More importantly, it features cheap, delicious iced tea. At 1.75 for a big beer glass of properly brewed iced tea, and 1.00 for a refill, it's an easy place to
spend a morning, or and afternoon, or a series of them.
Tomorrow, I've got a bunch of business to take care of, and a bit of a yen to see "the departed", so I won't be wasting the whole day in a jade green armchair, just enough time to look cool for reading a book in japanese.
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this is a style experiment. what do you think? Should I keep trying harder, and writing as though I were actually telling people something they don't already know? Or should I just go on presuming that everything I write about is so mundane, and such old news that I shouldn't write about it in the first place?
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