After reading @oldladyplays reflect on queer spaces as safe and the opposite of the nazi bar story, I wanted to put an aspect of that into fable mode.
Remember the Nazi bar? Further down the street there's the Cozy Queer Café. The owner of the Cozy put a month of June, on a whim, a Pride flag on a wall and trans colours on the décor. Some people made tasteless jokes and eventually left because they didn't want to be associated with the symbols.
Every LGBT, questioning, queer-friendly _and_ bullied (queer or not) young person in town noted the absence of bullies and bros, and made the Cozy the place for afterschool lattes.
Some parents noted the friendly atmosphere and came for kid's treats.
Many women realised they would rarely be harassed in there so that's where you get the crochet group and the reading club.
Sometimes there are drag queens having a chick pick-me-up on their way to more adult places. The children think they have met princesses. The teens pick up make up tips.
Nazis, unavoidably, throw a rock at the windows. On occasion. They're easy to spot. The owner hires a bouncer, or sets up CCTV. The customers are for the most part blissfully unaware.