quick stepping home last night after work with a bottle of vino in my purse, i had a realization. past an open door, and i smelled the distinct stale scent of a pub - ale and men. it wafted out onto the street, and i liked it.
nine months in, and somehow i feel a sense of place, here in england. so i went home, and we drank the wine and ate ice cream.
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