Yes. Kensington. Where suburban art school and downtown corporate oil money meet for expresso.

School is in and time to watch the latest batch of students, fresh from their suburban parental control, try to express their individuality in the most lame and blantant ways possible. The most forced and uncool cry for attention viewed so far: the Shaggy clone strolling the neighbourhood like cock of the walk with his girlfriend, desparately trying to look sophisticated and detached by smoking a pipe. Look at me! I'm puffing on this pipe! I'm beyond and above all these other trends because I'm smoking this pipe! Did I mention that I'm obviously an individual because I'm smoking this pipe? All the other students smoke cigarettes but I'm such a gentile homme in my Shaggy-wear I smoke this pipe i stole from my 80 year old uncle! Possibly the only thing more uncool was the late 40ish business suits I overheard saying "Yes, he got on to the stage and started freestylin'". Damn, your science is too tight!