While, without question, fascinating in it’s character, (both physical and otherwise) and, at times perplexing in purpose, (beyond the obvious, but before the mysterious), the history of the Six Sentence Café & Bistro contains the deepest of secrets and, paradoxically, the most useful of insights into the ways of those who feel the need for a little escape.
That the most obvious quirk about this establishment, it’s non-specific locality (NSL), seems to trouble people the least is telling. Of the people, not the establishment. The old saying, fundamental as a pronoun, is: behind every professed certainty is a desire for ambiguity.
Any good mystery, whether a thing’s origin, an individual’s motivation or an institution’s history, will always present as a clear example of the second-most pervasive of insight into the character of humanity. This insight is expressed in practical terms as the sales technique commonly referred to as, ‘take-away’.
This most simple and effective tactic is comprised of two steps: Convince as person that you have something ‘Everyone wants this’ and, then, tell them they can’t have it.
The Six Sentence Cafe & Bistro is predicated on the opposite of underlying principle the strategy of take-away. It’s attraction begins with suggesting (to a person) there is a place where others are special and, then, leaves it to them to find it.
Despite the endless arguments, sacred and profane, down through the ages regarding the origin of human culture down through the Ages, the beginning of human culture is a surprisingly simple point in time to identify: the moment there were three people in the world.
The Six Sentence Café & Bistro, (and it’s countless manifestations throughout history and on every continent), was the third new thing to come into being. As impressive as this insight may sound, even more so is: it came into existence the day (and night) after there came to be three people in the world.
Any city. Any town.
The price of admission is intangible, immanent and non-negotiable.