"To read a poem in January is as lovely as to go for a walk in June."
- Jean-Paul Sartre
Tavern Wench
I am the proprietress of a colonial tavern in Delaware established in 1825. The early taverns were not opened wholly for the convenience of travelers; they were for the comfort of the townspeople, for the interchange of news and opinions, the sale of solacing liquors, and the incidental sociability; in fact, the importance of the tavern to its local neighbors was far greater than to travelers.
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