Cheyanne's Campsite ...Where The Money Meets The Rubber of The Spirited Road in America Today !!: It wasn’t always like this. But the replacement of physical space by virtual space for social interaction is already revealing its dangers.---Table after table bore a silver tablet, and a humanoid staring through the iconic screen into the virtual world. We, the face-to-face talkers, were the aliens.---With his MacBook out, earphones and gum in, I suddenly realized that he believed our conversation transgressed the boundaries of acceptable behavior. To him, the coffee shop was a place to work or browse in solitary isolation.---That's what happened at a New Haven coffee shop recently when 2 people met for a chat.