Remove my panties to get through
10/31/2024
Christmas. At least that’s my excuse. Party season, networking season. A client’s PR company threw a big thrash in some cool Covent Garden bar. “Cool” was funny, because cool was the *last* word you’d choose to describe that crowded, clattering cavern. The place was steaming. Full of laughter; of smoke; glasses clashing. The noisy babble of reckless, drunken people.Now …