Prologue

Our tale begins with the most malleable of permanencies, (a) dictionary definition of a word. Who can deny the premise that reality is personal and variable? Times change, cultures grow and civilizations thrive, supported by the warp and woof of history aka language and religion.

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Café (kæˈfeɪ, kə-)
n., pl. -fés or -fes.

1. a restaurant, often with an enclosed or outdoor section extending onto the sidewalk.

2. a restaurant, usu. small and unpretentious.

3. a barroom, cabaret, or nightclub.

Bistro
n., pl. -tros.

1. a small, modest, European-style restaurant or café.

2. a small nightclub or bar

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The Six Sentence Café & Bistro can be found, for the purposes of our story, in a brick building on a small road off a minor thoroughfare embedded in the interior of a major city. It’s clientele exhibits a range of variety traits, strengths, weakness and passion possible only in a species that has not only developed self-awareness, but has managed to weaponize it. Those successful in finding the Bistro travel all walks of life, culture, ages and gender identification. And, by way of a courtesy warning to the first-time Reader, one’s era of origin is not a limiting function for admission to the establishment. Benefitting from the unlimited capacity of the virtual world to create a niché for every/anyone, the Café is always accommodating, though, not necessarily in simpatico of all who walk through its door.

Hey! You wanna read something fun? How about a serial story from the minds of seven (or more) writers, each storyline different, save for the sole unifying fact of location, the aforementioned Café.

Just to maintain some semblance of mainstream serial fiction, you will read, from time-to-time, in forwards and preludes to chapters, the occasional reference to the Proprietors. These are the writers of this serial: Nick, Denise, Chris, Ford, Mimi and Jenne. There will be others as time and following may provide.

Welcome to the Six Sentence Café & Bistro.