Pass the swanky breads, way past the name-dropping \’considerably better than you\’ vegetables, around the corner where the exclusive sauces and marinades live and over on the opposite side of the decadent coffees and teas in no name jars is where you\’ll find me. Waiting for you… Or someone in a Range Rover, whoever finds me first.
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What, on further investigation, appeared to be a newsagent of sorts. Could\’ve fooled me…