Brad’s is a cafe in NYC’s East Village, and it’s the closest thing to a sitcom I’ve ever encountered. In my short stay here (six hours), I’ve heard it referred to as: “The Freelancer’s Union,” “Cheers”, and “Brad’s.” I have observed it to be: A place to eat lunch; a place to access the internet; a place to charge one’s phone; a place to watch WEEDS on one’s laptop, a place to start drinking very, very early; a place to sit around pretending to “work;” and a place to dance subtly to R&B. Mostly, however, I found it to be a place where people actually purchase their ability to sit in a cafe all day by actually buying food. An anomaly? Yes. But a gang of regulars keeps the tradition of paying for your all-day coffee drinking and internet-browsing alive and well. There is no buy-one-cup-of-coffee-and-stay-all-day nonsense here.