London’s Calling

The week with Becca went by in a blur—burning through stamp cards at Meyerbeer, crashing what turned out to be the definitive 80s-throwback party of the year with Thomas, then finishing off a full shopping marathon by raiding the sushi buffet at Sakura 2. Really good to have you here. Come Pentecost, we’re off to the pseudo-punkest city on earth together.