Notebook from TGI Fridays
It’s six in the morning (or it was when I started writing this) and here in Pulkovo Airport in St Petersburg, TGI Fridays is quiet. The coffee machine is broken, which doesn’t help attract business, but the waitress is placidly friendly and helpful and the apple juice is spectacular, as it seems to have involved […]
It’s six in the morning (or it was when I started writing this) and here in Pulkovo Airport in St Petersburg, TGI Fridays is quiet. The coffee machine is broken, which doesn’t help attract business, but the waitress is placidly friendly and helpful and the apple juice is spectacular, as it seems to have involved […]
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