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“Do you know where “Alex” is?”, she asked.
Young flossy.
Looking for a boutique, I assumed.
Very gently, I said ” My dear, I think you’re asking the wrong person. Ms jb here’s the expert. I’m clueless on matters haute couture”
Who then says” Just round the corner on the Gutenbergplatz”
And then to me:””Clueless” doesn’t even begin to describe what a dope you are. It’s not a boutique – it’s that cafe/restaurant you keep avoiding”
Oh.
