You disarmed me. I wasn’t ready for your suave nature. I wasn’t me. I wasn’t not me, but I was a different version of me. You have an aura about you. And it’s drawing me in. Photo by Tim Marshall on Unsplash.
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One Night at The Mandrake
It’s early Sunday afternoon, and we step out onto the pavement, dream-like and elevated. Would I say reborn? No, too pretentious. We inhale the fresh air, take in the bright late-summer sunshine and weave through the London throng towards home. We’ve just emerged from 24 hours at the five-star, luxury, boutique hotel, The Mandrake. First…
