the city that never sleeps. it was wrote on a neon advertisement at stansted airport and became my first London memorie. Once, I thought that NY was that city, but I've changed my mind. lookin' behind, I had some fears to be in london. well, its not like a huge secret, but a lot of people use to shed themselves there, including my dear uncle...anyway. in my case it was the opposite. =) each corner I've walked through revealed all sounds and colors of this wonderful city. the way they talk, that accent... where do you want to go, sweet heart? r u lost yourself, handsome? WHATEVER...
and the last memorie...well, it turned up my mind and heart. thanks to mario vargas llosa.
Marcadores: wanna come back
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