It turns out, Santa Fe, you read the Reporter just about everywhere. You’re quite fond of reading it at the city’s independent coffee shops, particularly Java Joe’s, Aztec Café, The Teahouse, Ecco Espresso & Gelato and Downtown Subscription.
You peruse our pages over breakfast at Santa Fe Baking Co. and Counter Culture Café. You read us on the train, the bus, in the car (presumably not while driving) and several of you report reading it while riding your bicycles (that really doesn’t sound safe, BTW). You read us on the Plaza and on numerous benches at parks around town.
You read us at home: in front of the fire, in bed, on the couch and, yes, several of you read us in the bathroom (thanks for sharing). You read us at work (sorry Santa Fe employers), at the public libraries and, um, at the state penitentiary. And one brave soul reads us on the iPhone. Hey, it was bound to happen.