Winston Bolt wore a scowl on his face as he walked through the door of the Harris Hotel on Sunday morning.
“This place is too young for me,” he had told me the day before. “Too trendy. Too loud.”
Read Full Article »Winston Bolt wore a scowl on his face as he walked through the door of the Harris Hotel on Sunday morning.
“This place is too young for me,” he had told me the day before. “Too trendy. Too loud.”
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