Firestorm: Asheville wins again
There’s a coffee house in Asheville called Firestorm. Just a little side street hole-in-the-wall. Eclectic as all get out. My favorite barista there is, I’m pretty sure, a transexual in transition. Pixie cut, piercings, nascent breasts swelling through skin-tight clothes on an otherwise lean male frame. He makes a helluva mocha latte, too. And he […]