Tower Bridge
On the bridge in a 78 bus when it raised. The street lifted in the middle the double red central lines running up towards the sky. A tall ship with its sails wrapped up passed through and the road closed up again so we could cross.
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.
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