Whine Bar
After the four-monthly polishing of the pegs, I strolled down Bruntsfield and got myself an ex-hire pair of brogues for next week's appearance as the tartan pantomime dame. Widow McTwankey. The things I do to please some people.
After a fortifying coffee it was time to enter the scariest wine bar in the world. Pleasing some people is harder than others.
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