bosiemoncrieff
Headphoneus Supremus
Had a great cocktail yesterday at Victoria bar. (Ahem, more like two and a bit.) The practice of whipping out cigarettes inside at 10pm was, of course, not to my taste, but the awakening to other cultural mores was an especially rude one as I was planning to leave sharply at 10, but people lit up at 9:54, when I had half a cocktail remaining.
The Italians banned indoor smoking awhile ago, though cozzi must know the details much better than I do—the joke being that they finally had enough with the dry cleaning bills.
If I move to Berlin, it will be neither for the bars nor the clubs, rest assured—a borderline incomprehensible statement from any other millennial.