Mia took this one of Pa — Mr Husband, that is — and me. We’re heading out of town, back home to our Island, and hanging out in a cafe called Vox Pop, as in vox populi, “the voice of the people,” where they serve coffee, books and democracy, in Flatbush, Brooklyn. I kid you not. Rather anarchist tracts therein. But very groovy and wholesome helpers, foods and fair trade coffee. And the freedom is free. It’s not for sale.