Today I was in Mile End with my brother as he's looking for universities. Some disappointing frappuccino, and some spectacularly busy tube lines mixed into a tub of a shit ton of travelling.
Tonight was spent walking streets with over £3000 worth of audio equipment, standing underneath a bridge near Hammersmith with two large rapper types and a small camera, in a flat playing drink Jenga, in Notting Hill getting kebabs and insulting pizza companies while offering them CVs, and, finally, I'm now tucked up on a sofa bed above a dentist.
London threw me a curve ball, and I have now completely remembered why I chose to move here.
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