Your night, stop by stop
Daunt Books
We each pick a book for the other based on nothing but the cover. Twenty minutes, no swapping until we're outside.
Through Marylebone
We cut down through the back streets toward Regent's Park, reading each other the first paragraph of whatever we got handed.
The Marylebone
We end up in a low-lit pub with a proper fire and order something brown. The books come out again or they don't.