A Night inin London withwith anan Italian

I was in the city meeting a friend from university when I came across Nickolo. He was bilingual, originally from Sorrento in Italy but moved over to the UK when he was seven.

Debbie and I were sipping espresso martinis in some underground speakeasy in Soho that only the locals knew about, listening to smooth jazz and reminiscing on old days when Nickolo came up to us with his friend from Rwanda.

“Giving your friend the authentic, Soho experience?” he said to Debbie, flashing me a smile.