Earlier today I had read a review of an eatery in London where , for £100, two people could enjoy fish and chips with a glass of wine. Bile, spleen and age formed a phalanx within me to add strength and purpose to my primaeval scream. I then set off to the outhouse to take pictures and share my bread and cheese with the flies. I charged myself far more than it was worth, but I consoled myself with the thought of how stylish the experience had been.
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