It might rain most of the time, but sometimes I just can't think of how miserable the world would be without London.
Dark river under a Turner-like sky. Bright green fake plastic trees. Blues steel making sharp angles against spotless glass.
Damn I love London's buildings...
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One night, in pre-cctv London, I had sex on the set of steps leading down to the river which are just off to the right of your 1st photo. His name was Javier and he was the most beautiful man in the world.
Then one of those Godawful riverboat cruiser things came by, leading to a hasty retreat. How we laughed.
Yep, London: full of happy memories!
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