I love my city because...
It is constantly changing and yet familiar. Anonymous but friendly. Residential, industrial and entertaining. Fast paced with sedate pockets. I love my city because I am a Londoner.
Tuesday, 8 February 2005
In a beaten up silver ford sierra 2 hasidic jews rock while listening to loud reggae music out of their open window before steaming away from the traffic lights.
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