This evening I walked down Portobello Road without a coat without a care but with great attention to detail.
music squirting from the bars and hardly a word of English in earshot but many smiles.
the view from my window where I write is straight out of Blade Runner... Vehicle lights on the Westway, the trains and tubes below. The planes are back; they slide behind the tower blocks on Harrow Road.
Police sirens cut with precision. The busses roar as they turn into Chepstow Road.
London is a great place to be.
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