Jumpin Java is a great place to get work done. They’ve got free wi-fi, mellow background music and more electric outlets than a marijuana grow room. In fact, since my girlfriend lived near when I was writing my SF book (and I was homeless and staying with her), I wrote much of it here. Maybe in the future, when this writing shit has made me famous, and I die at a premature age, and my widow and illegitimate children are squabbling over my millions because I didn’t leave a will, and some genius has started city tours following the 'œBroke-Ass' path, people will come to this spot and say, 'œWow he really use to sit here and write!'
Probably not, but the truly amazing thing about this place is that it might be the only spot in the world where you get this many gay men together and not a single person is picking up on one another other. Truthfully it’s a little eerie.
139 Noe @ Henry
photo from Future Gringo