 Sosho is burnt. To the ground. Finished, gone, up in smoke. Over. It’s a shame. It was a good space, lovely people, and somewhere regular to spin. Now I must find somewhere else.
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Sosho is burnt. To the ground. Finished, gone, up in smoke. Over. It’s a shame. It was a good space, lovely people, and somewhere regular to spin. Now I must find somewhere else.
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