Dinner at the Oxo Tower.


Walking home on the Embankment, it occurred to me that this city is my home. This stinking hole full of rude self obsessive limitons, with its cheap fashions and vulgar manners is my home.
And I love it.
Dinner at the Oxo Tower.


Walking home on the Embankment, it occurred to me that this city is my home. This stinking hole full of rude self obsessive limitons, with its cheap fashions and vulgar manners is my home.
And I love it.
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