it's a very hip and cool little place, with a huge cork board in the front and a bench dedicated to fliers advertising art, music and activist happenings. there is always local art on the walls, all for sale. the place is filled with a mishmash of tables, couches and chairs. there is a little stage near the back and there is live music and an open stage a few night each week.
they have a few internet terminals there, all very public and open.
the owner is a real hep old cat, with a long white pony tail and the back of the coffee counter filled with knickknacks, left-wing political cartoons, and his marriage commissioner certificate.

while i sipped my cherry green tea and megpye stirred her london fog, i glanced over at the nearest screen, giggled and said, "omg that guy is looking at porn!" there was a video of a naked blond on a bed playing on his screen.
"what? where?" megpye rolled her eyes.
 i stared into my tea, picked up my spoon.  "there" i indicated with my head.
she casually looked over, "aw, i missed it!" she said sadly. "he's just looking at a stupid video of some dog now."
we smiled at each other, and then i glanced back over at him.
"oh my god... that's... it's the girl and..."
the scene changed, and there was the blond on the bed, calling over the dog.
we were both shocked and awed. horrified, we could not turn away.
the dog finished, got off, and the guy shifted his weight in his chair, and closed the video player window.
we were both stunned.
"oh my god"
we gripped out hot drinks and stared at each other.
the guy started checking his email.
"i can't believe he just did that!" i hissed.
"i- have- never, ever! seen that before." said megpye, laboriously "you?"
i just shook my head.
"well, huh." she said ponderously. "you know, i've never really thought about that before either, you know, never, uh, thought it all through. i mean, i just saw it with my own eyes, but i wonder how that, you know, worked exactly."
she had taken the whole thing much more analytically and scientifically then i had.
"i can't believe he was just casually watching bestiality porn in public on jasper ave."
i didn't really hear what she was saying.

"i mean, like, er, well..." she struggled to find the right words, "i just would have thought that if you were, or-well,  i mean, if someone was fucking a dog," she looked away into the distance and suddenly spoke confidently, "i would have assumed they'd do it 'doggy style' "

you learn something new every day.