Leviathan is a resonant name for me. In my sophomore year it was the subject of my annual essay (the book by Hobbes, that is), and I also love the shave soap. My EJ synthetic did its usual fine job on the lather front, and then my RazoRock Game Changer cleared the stubble easily and comfortable. The handle, you note, is smooth, but it’s not for me a problem, and of course the ribs help with a secure grip. A splash of the aftershave—and I’ll again mention my practice of always giving a good shake to aftershave splashes before opening the bottle, to ensure a good mix—and the day begins.
Today will include a trip to Murchie’s, a landmark destination for tea drinkers, and it’s just a door or two away from Munro’s Books, a landmark destination for book readers, particularly those who like Alice Munro’s fiction. (The bookshop’s founders are Jim Munro and his first wife Alice Munro, who began writing after reading some of the books being sold and deciding that she could write better than that.)