Everything really starts to feel regular here in London, even though every new day is nothing like the other.

Useually the days at Isobar is very different regarding to what you do. But one thing that happens every day at the exact time of 11.40 is that the sandwich guy comes in and screams (Morning sandwiches). And it starts to get very interesting, no one is ever buying anything from him, not as long as have been around at least.

Nice little sandwich story, right!

Goodnight