Photograph by Amina Nolan. Aside from her obvious talent, the lady must be credited for somehow recrafting the drab London of 2009 as the vibrant, hedonistic Paris of 1969, or something like that. It is actually scanned from a traditional film photo. Perhaps I should be holding a cigarette
Ah, October. 3am on a Soho morning, following a missed talk at the Arts Club, several uninvited peeks through open doorways and an hour's dancing in a cafe that refused to close
We met these two at Ronnie Scott's, as one does, I suppose. I am still yet to send them this address
We met these two at Ronnie Scott's, as one does, I suppose. I am still yet to send them this address
Sometimes, I really love the nightlife
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