This place lured me in with it's gallery like layout, wall art, and gorgeous baristas. At first i felt clustered and then I saw an array of chairs, tables, stools in the back of the room; then my eyes struck a small donation box on the counter unexpectedly waiting for my response, which shook me up a bit.
All of the sudden I found myself,quietly, thanking the man above for the greatest town, city in the world which I live in. That morning all I wanted to do was order my M2 drink which consists of the best ingredients and the perfect kick of espresso infused with Coconut Water on this side of town and return back to my ear plugs which were blasting Adele's "hello,"..but I couldn't help but to do a second take at that small donation box where there were six words imprinted in the most simplistic way, demanding my uttermost attention and accelerating my respect level for this humble coffee shop tenfold.
Those words were: WE ACCEPT DONATIONS FOR SYRIAN REFUGEES.