The fine art of dining alone (and a rather hilarious start to …

The very first time I ate dinner by myself, I was petrified. I was shaking before I even walked into the restaurant and had spent the entire journey to the hotel thinking about how I would act at the table, and how I would distract myself. I imagined what other people would think of me? What were the stories they’d…
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