Why it's none other than Sam Rawstorne, internationally known recruiter, father-to-be, and all around jetsetter enjoying a little fuschia sensation. He was in town from San Fran and made the time to hang out with me at the old local, XO. We spent last night dodging gypsies and people who were completely mad but only came away with a couple of photos. As quickly as he was here, he's gone. Dancing will definitely be required the next time we hang out Sam.
It's obvious I was a little more excited than he was.
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