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Back in May, the Faculty of Arts and Sciences announced that the Barker Cafe would become the latest casualty of budget cuts, leaving a gaping hole in the Barker Center and the hearts of English concentrators campus-wide. What was once the perfect place to spend your BoardPlus on a smoothie and finish writing that paper you were procrastinating on now remains empty and shut away from the world. And though no coffee shop will ever match the amount of natural light that poured in through the windows of the Barker Cafe, we all have to move on eventually.

Which raises the question, where are all the Barker Cafe regulars (aka the indie kids and the performative humanities concentrators) going now?

The first and most obvious place is Cafe Gato Rojo. Home of the iced matcha with the widest cult following at Harvard, open mic nights, and a similarly bizarre location in the basement of Lehman Hall, Cafe Gato Rojo has always shared its target demographic with the late Barker Cafe. In a similar vein, Lamont Cafe — though lacking in its aesthetics — remains a tried and true BoardPlus coffee spot, now with longer hours.

Another likely place to find the past Barker regulars may be the Faro Cafe, just on the corner of Arrow Street. Known for its vibrant atmosphere, Faro embodies the energy of the now-deceased Barker. The only caveat stopping it from being the clear successor is its laptop-free policy.

Those looking for a place with more hustle and bustle might be found with their notebooks open and an iced latte at Peet’s Coffee. If they’re particularly missing the muffins from the Barker Cafe, they might be found with a sweet treat at Flour. If they’re dedicated to drinking good quality (overpriced) coffee, they may be found people-watching from Blue Bottle Coffee with their Goyard totes in tow.

Whatever the case, the death of the Barker Cafe has had a profound impact on the Harvard community and will be greatly missed by everyone who knew it. It is survived by the English department, the turkeys who frequent the outside of Clowes Rotunda, and some very sad Flyby writers.