The Red Place I was looking for a job I walking down Main Street handing out resumes in places I think I could work I had no real qualifications so I thought that with some luck the best job I could get would be to be a cashier in some store With no luck I would end up washing dishes But luck wasn t there at all since it seemed that nobody needed me to wash their cutlery or collect their money I was still strolling on Main Street when I got to that building People were painting it in red and it was obviously having some other repairs as well I didn t remember what was there before so it probably was some sort of house they were converting into a store of something All the windows were covered with newspaper except with the door s window which was covered with the following ad The Red Place -- Leftier than your ordinary caf We mean to be a gathering for all kind of revolutionary people We are looking for people to work in our coffeehouse If you are interested come meet us at 331 East 4th avenue and we will discuss some way to fit you in our staff Looks like all my luck was hiding there Working in the soon-to-be coolest place in town was something I couldn t refuse so I headed up to 4th avenue The place was a private home I knocked and was promptly welcomed in by some charming 20-something girl She knew what I was coming for so she led me to the living room and asked me to wait for a moment She came back with a guy and another girl and I knew I would be interviewed We talked some time about my past working experiences and then the conversation drifted to my political beliefs and theirs They wanted to be part of a new wave of worker resistance to the global crisis the common people had to face and help foster it Anyway I got a job waiting for tables and was very happy The job was kinda easy The place wasn t getting many customers at first but when people caught on that there was a good place where people with open minds would be welcomed lots of them came Punk bands came to sing at The Red Place and political gurus were crashing on the class system They were really fostering a new movement of protestation and we were getting some wide publicity in the city Newspapers were talking about us the city council was worried some gang fights between nazi skins and punks happened often at the end of shows just outside the coffeehouse but nothing really bad Just the normal reactions from stuck up people But then came The Night Losers R Us were playing a great set and big crowd was inside Not before long tho there also was a big crowd OUTSIDE I first thought that once again skins decided to kick some butt but before long I understood what was going on A special CIA task force entered armed to the teeth WE RE CLOSING THIS THING DOWN YOU COMMIE BASTARDS!@ Nobody bothered to listen to them the band continued to play and before anybody could do anything they gave a whole new meaning to the name of our coffehouse -L Extr miste of Mistigris