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Well, The Coffeehouse Audiences Never Know What They're Going To Get, And All The Comics Are Different, As Opposed To When You Go To A Club, And They're Pretty Much All Telling Jokes With Set-ups And Punchlines. Coffeehouse Audiences Are The Most Forgiving: They Really Listen, Which Is The Best Part.