Just off the main square, as the road disperses from commotion of the main square to pedestrian tranquility, there's a cafe called Common Ground. Created with the mission of encouraging conversations, particularly among Chinese tourists and Tibetans, the cafe embodies the spirit of millennial Tibetan identity."I still dream of Lhasa", said a man who wound up in the cafe, years after he escaped Tibet as a teenager. Since then, he has been to five countries, lived in France for a year and is now studying to be a monk. I glanced at the beaded bracelet on his wrists. It spelled "Save Tibet". His family still lives in Tibet. I sincerely hoped that he would see them again.