Mr Edward Bellen.

Asides from my self when I think driving coat white silk scarf, calf skin leather gloves beige, a picnic basket, vintage Jaguar bottle green of course sitting at a traffic light checking the address of Brioni, on his mounted iPhone. Only one person comes to mind and that would be Mr Edward Bellen.

As if in a time gone by, the Rote bar presents its self with a serene understatement, that makes a statement.Never a voice raised, as a gentleman should .Its not everyday that one sits surrounded by artifacts of a by gone, but ever present era. The chatter of Oscar Wilde is easily imagined as is the restless travels of Alexander Von Humboldt.

Mr Edwards quest is for the perfection of manners,the appreciation of style and a desire to keep learning without falling into the trappings of the of the so called freedoms of the modern world.In the world Of Mr Edward,a bar should be a collection of cuture, social learning with the combintion of artists to keep the sanity of the that which we call our world.

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