Soho Honey – Book One

As dusk descended the neon lights from the bars and cafes replaced the disappearing daylight.

Couples romanced, sitting out at pavement cafes. Girls touted for business in strip-club doorways. Messengers wearing aerodynamic sunglasses carried silver film cans from processing laboratories to production houses.

As dusk descended the neon lights from the bars and cafes replaced the disappearing daylight.

 

Entering Soho there was a change of atmosphere from London’s traffic-congested metropolis; a distinct atmosphere of veiled tension, excitement and anticipation of forbidden fruit, available to those who knew where to look.

Soho was a village in the heart of London but it kept its own heart hidden and beating within the bars, clubs and dark alleyways.

Soho life will continue..Keep watching..

The cold and damp had penetrated and he ached all over.

Where was he?

He stopped at the first phonebox, “Salvatore, can you meet me?”