The power of love
My first introduction to David Stuart came through a mutual friend, Meredith O’Shaughnessy. It was the early 00s and Meredith and I ended up back at David’s flat in Covent Garden after a night out. I couldn’t tell you where we had been, other than it had no doubt been a wild one. “His flat was the centre of the universe,” Meredith says of a hedonistic period firmly in the past. “We thought we were eternal.”
In a previous life, prior to getting sober and becoming one of the world’s most prominent champions highlighting addiction within the queer community, David ran an agency for sex workers before becoming ‘the most glamorous dealer in London’. But the seductive shimmer would soon fade to
