I worked as a bartender at some local bar down in Los Angeles. I was 28. I planned on moving back to London as soon as possible —which hopefully was by the end of the year.

I was wiping down some cups when a young girl approached me,a much older man.. maybe 40’s by her side. I knew not to judge customers..Atleast out loud. “what can I get you two?” I asked with my thick English accent,smiling.