citylikeyou — Café Integral — New York by Clemence Poles

New York / Cafe

Their coffee—all brewed from carefully sourced Nicaraguan beans—is truly delicious.

Website
cafeintegral.com

Address
Café Integral, 149 Elizabeth Street, New York, United States

Photographer Creative Director Web Developer

Current city: New York

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Clémence Polès is a New York-based creative strategist & marketer. Born in the south of France and raised in Dubai, she graduated from King’s College London with a Masters in International Marketing. Prior to consulting, Clemence was leading the marketing efforts and digital content of tech start-up, Splacer. Since, she has worked with clients such as Sonos, West Elm, Soho House, Casper, Canal Street Market and more. She is also the creative mind and photographer behind Passerbuys, a website built around real recommendations of the women that pass us by, gaining press from the likes of Time Out, Refinery29, Sight Unseen & more.

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