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Volume 37 | Issue 1| 2023
From "Victor & Cleo" (p. 20)
by Anna Maconochie
After a decade or so of living in New York City, my friend Cleo was back in London and at a loose end romantically and otherwise, so I decided to fix her up with another friend, Victor, who was also single at that time.
Cleo and I weren’t particularly close friends. We were more like “meaningful acquaintances.” She was one of those distinct figures on my landscape who was always there even when she wasn’t. Years ago, I had been fascinated with how she had sailed through early adulthood. Her mother being American, Cleo would flit between London and New York with ease in pursuit of work or love—and escape either when necessary—until she found herself permanently in New York where she set up a chaotic, ultra-slick “creative agency” with a business partner. My understanding is they scored some big corporate clients—I don’t really know what they did and Cleo wasn’t given to straightforward explanations—but also found time to make kooky one-off products such as jewelry made from found objects and limited-edition chapbooks of her musings and drawings, that sort of thing. Easy to sell, especially if you’re part of a social scene who like that shit. Her covetable address book certainly worked for boyfriends too. They never stuck, but like the design gigs or art happenings, they kept coming.
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