the stop in london was primarily a social call - first to the newly relocated mr. pitout and then to my long lost friend who i hadn’t
seen since he ran away five years ago.
i showed up to his place of business bright and early to catch him opening.
the infamous mr. thomas rowe
he’s been making a living as a cordwainer.
and is otherwise occupied as a music maker.
we went for a walk around his neighbourhood to catch up.
