Kulture is Kool OK.
Rode in a barrel all the way down Grace to get to Kulture. Was told of the place by 3 Haitians. Once inside theres a convenient area to put your snowshoes. Within 5 minutes i was as hot as some crispy burnt toast, c'mon. so ive been here every day for the last few weeks and havent bought ONE SINGLE THING. Nobody cares as i make my way past their crappy deli up to the counter. i gesture to look at their tube art and there's no complaints. They employ white gentlemen and one black gentleman. The black gentleman, i think his name is Richter, often whispers to himself and is VERY HELPFUL. However, guess what the plastic tips on the ends of shoelaces well they dont have them neither.