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• The Daily Report

  Consumptive Diversity: Or, why we should rebel. Loudly.

  Hayley Richardson | Sat, Nov 10th, 2007 | Category: Commentary | Tags: hayley richardson, starbucks, bryant simon, west philly, green line cafe, manayunk, consumptive diversity, white privelege | 3

  That Starbucks has emerged as the 21st century simulacra of a public sphere is an exhaustively imagined subject. The same goes for their notorious ability to wreak havoc on local economies, and their contribution to the “generification” of landscapes nationwide.

  Which is why Temple University history professor Bryant Simon decided to approach the coffee behemoth from a different angle when writing his just-published book, Learning from Starbucks; or, Making the World Safe for a…

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  Misnomer of the day: Philadelphia’s Satellite Coffeeshop (aka Planet Whiteness)

  Hayley Richardson | Sat, Nov 10th, 2007 | Category: Commentary | Tags: hayley richardson, west philly, planet whiteness, satellite cafe, baltimore avenue, heart of darkness | 5

  

  Satellite: noun.
  1. Astronomy. a natural body that revolves around a planet; a moon.
  3. Something, as a branch office or an off-campus facility of a university, that depends on, accompanies, or serves something else.

  Taking the 34 trolley east down Baltimore Avenue is quite a jarring experience. After blocks and blocks of rundown houses and superfluous shops, you’re suddenly re-introduced to white people, and chances are, they’re wearing huge sunglasses. In the seconds that pass…

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  Cynically yours: What’s with the mysterious 52nd Street station in West Philly?

  Hayley Richardson | Fri, Oct 19th, 2007 | Category: Commentary | Tags: hayley richardson, transportation, west philly, septa, 52nd st., the white dog, columbia heights, anacostia | 1

  I just knew that working at the White Dog would pay off.

  Granted, eight hours in the kitchen is sweaty, unglamorous work, but the monotony is often interrupted by vibrant anecdotes and rabble-rousing by my fellow scullery maids. And what’s more, when they learned I moonlighted at a magazine, many jumped at the opportunity to share their dissatisfaction with/undying love for Philadelphia. DING, inside scoops.  After hearing the dishwasher talk bitterly about the “promised subway stop”…

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