The Queen's Arms and a Three Legged Dog

On the first official night in our new city, we took a round about adventure looking for something we never found, but ending somewhere even better. Nestled behind the bright white stoops of South Kensington, there's a little place where quiet conversations over amber drinks nestle comfortably into themselves. The Queen's Arms is humble, dark and deep. Behind me a three legged dog lazed on the floor, content like we were to merely exist in our very own cozy city solacement. Browns bled into grey into shadow and when we'd had enough to drink we kissed cheeks with the locals and released our calm into the cobbled street.