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There are few moments more liberating than weaving through central London bypassing every flock of suits eating away their fleeting 60 minutes in the sunshine, whilst comfortably slumped above with an ever-changing view beyond. Free, unshackled but still cynical, growing older and perhaps wiser inside a wandering mind accompanied by the perfect soundtrack…
Kinda sums things up at the moment…
(if you can understand and or read past the pretentiousness of my drivel)
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