A mid-morning cycle ride to a few East London’s independent bookshops today had me feeling like an early noughties Jill Scott. Replacing “Who is Jill Scott?” for “Who is Mario López-Goicoechea?” of course. And whilst Jilly from Philly gave us a funky, soulful jaunt in A Long Walk, this salsa-mad habanero is keener to offer a two-wheel ride around Hoxton, Shoreditch and Dalston. Still, I would like us to “find a spot for us to spark
conversation, verbal elation, stimulation”. Mens sana in corpore sano and all that jazz.