Speakeasy: Cecil’s
LondonI was lost, walking down a darkened alley with not a creature stirring. I felt a pang of fear hit me like a silver blade. What if it's a trap?Out of the misty fog, two men cloaked in black allure stood staring at me. They beckoned me towards them. I tottered forward, in the hope they could help me."Are you looking for Cecil's?" one said.I breathed a sigh of relief.…
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