The story
Ghost Alley Espresso occupies a brick nook in Post Alley beneath Pike Place Market, Seattle — steps from the technicolour Gum Wall — a tiny stand that took its name from the market's dense haunted telling and serves it back with coffee: the alley and market above are the heart of Seattle ghost lore, led by Princess Angeline, Kikisoblu, daughter of Chief Seattle, who lived her last years in a cabin near here after her people's dispossession — a real woman whose dignity and history the record honours first — and whom market telling has described for a century walking the stalls and lower halls, bent with her cane, appearing in photographs. Stand and neighbour telling adds a boy of the market's lore, faces in the alley bricks, cold drafts through the nook and cups nudged — accounts the baristas share cheerfully, layered on the market ghost tours that pass hourly. Present Ghost Alley as Pike Place lore distilled: Angeline's story told with respect, the coffee-stand hauntings the market's lightest pour. Hours from the stand's pages.