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I've been going on mini expeditions with my friend around London. Feeling very hungry we circled Soho and sniffed out a quaint lime green hole in the wall Mooli's. The food was incredible; wholesome bites of indian wraps that come in a variety of flavours, meats and ring of fire-ness. What made it all the more interesting was the men's toilet above, and the poster that sits unassumingly amongst the the customers with a catchline of : Not to be consumed with low grade cocaine.
Beautiful