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Where is it?
In the heart of posh Mayfair, off Hay's Mews.
What’s it like?
A trim and mewsy private yard, firmly gated off from plebs on bikes.
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A couple of blocks south is pleasant Shepherd Market, a microvillage of cobbled streets, shoppes, and quainte olde pubbes selling traditional Englishe lager from the Czeche Republicke at foure poundes a bottle.
Is it a good place to adjust your saddle?
Probably not. If you stand around for too long in a sub-50 percent tax bracket, people will stare.
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