The world's first Starbucks is located in the Pike market, with a mottled plate "1912" at the door. Go in and order a cup of caramel latte and buy a bag of coffee beans that are said to be available only in this world. There are no seats in the store, some people havetily took away the coffee, and some people stand by the window and chat while chatting. There is a disabled person at the door who sings and sings the Hallelujah of Leonard Cohen, my favorite old man. A blond girl holding a coffee next to him sings with him: but you dont really care for music