By GRANT RAYCROFT
I went home for spring break last week and explored my old haunts. I live in Alexandria, Virginia, and so a frequent stop is Misha’s our local coffeehouse. Misha’s specializes in its jazzy laidback atmosphere which I can attest is superb. Yet every time I visited, I was nervous. I’d fix my gaze out the large window facing South Patrick Street towards a second story apartment on the corner.