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Last summer I was having lunch in a restaurant in London’s West End with two friends who work in the legal profession. A client — they are partners in a practice — noticed the familiar faces and came in.

We were introduced and for reasons which will become obvious, I was just “Christopher,” the client assuming I, too, was a solicitor.

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