Soothing an ancient ache
A very handsome man, to my eyes, just walked into this London café on what looked to be a date with a woman sitting here. “Lucky her,” I was half-thinking; but in the time it took for him to buy a coffee + croissant and offer this to her with a charming smile, she had changed her mind: “Oh, no, thank you, I actually just want to sit here with my own thoughts.” He smiled graciously and withdrew. A…







