Colonizing a flatiron wedge of concrete floors and expansive windows, slide onto a chunky cedar bench with your well-thumbed copy of L'Etranger and you might catch the eye of an available local. If not, console yourself with a perfectly made cappuccino and a chunky homebaked cookie (the fruit pies are recommended for additional consolation).
On sunny afternoons, bask on a wood-block perch in the sun outside and watch the Mount Pleasant locals strolling around the neighborhood like they own the place. They might look serious, but they just need a hug. And if you're lucky, you'll spot a regular: a little dog transported around by it's owner in a tiny bicycle sidecar that looks like the cockpit of a WWI German fighter plane (complete with fake machine gun).