A Tuesday in Januari last year I was hanging out with this lovely donna in my Stoke Newington flat. We we're both off work and Malin brought us breakfast to share and I provided us with St.Petersburg kusmi tea. It was one of those days when you believe in Spring already in January.
We walked along Church Street to discover the new area that I just moved in to from the more central Hoxton. Then we embraced the sun in the cemetery around the corner of my house before we found a precious book and vinyl shop. The further in we walked the bigger the space got and we lost track of time looking around every single corner for treasures.
Malin ended up getting a vinyl for Alice because her name was on it and the music itself turned out to be a bad 90's band. Hungry and tired we went to the closest sainsbury's to mine and bought everything you need for a cheap pasta carbonara. Couldn't resist the strongbows in the shelf and threw a pack of those in the basket as well. What is a tuesday with friends and dinner in London without strongbows? When we got home Alice joined us on my empty floor to talk about boys and work places that treat you like shit.
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