
Cafe Nuta: Sitting, Grooving, Humming, and Taking Note
Above Cafe Nuta’s red door are four red letters: L-I-V-E. As if to say, the cafe itself is live on the air and for those about to enter: please do so quietly.
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Above Cafe Nuta’s red door are four red letters: L-I-V-E. As if to say, the cafe itself is live on the air and for those about to enter: please do so quietly.
Whenever I’m desperate for a dip in a pool, whenever I need to slow down a little, escape the grinding machinery of Saigon and spend several hours sinking into a peace and quiet like no other, I know where I’m going.
I never used to care much for cafes. Why pay for a coffee when I can have one at home? A Priori, to some extent, changed this.
It was that morning I realised: 30/4 is not only a celebration of reunification, independence, and victory, but a testament to the beauty of peace.
When I speak about my barbershop, I’m not talking about the shop itself. I’m referring to my barber, a Vietnamese guy in his late-twenties called Phát .
It was quiet, and the quiet felt good. The quietness slowed things down. So slow, in fact, I could finally hear.
It’s one of the best ways to escape.
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